Grad

Grad
Between the chatter
and the applause,
the auditorium
could not be louder
Between a father
and his daughter,
this father
could not be prouder

Time stands still for me,
for these few seconds,
as you finally reach
the end of the aisle
These last four years
caught in your eyes
And seventeen plus
captured in your smile

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You worked very hard,

for this accomplishment,
as you endeavoured
to find your way
Culminating now,
in an instant,
with your honours,
on this very special day

It’s just the two of us,
together in this moment
The noise is gone
and so is the crowd
Between a father
and his daughter,
this father,
could not be more proud.

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There is something special
Something soothing
Something about the touch
Something simple
Something specific
Something real, that says so much

Holding on to my arm
Holding my hand
Holding on tight as we walk
Holding on to a glance
Holding on to a moment
Holding us there as we talk

Laying beside you when I awake
Laying your hand on my heart
Lying, with your head on my chest
Lying together, bodies entwined
Laying there, tangled in sheets
Lying back, for a moment of rest

Feeling the small of your back
Feeling the rush of the flesh
Feeling your every line
Feeling you in my arms
Feeling the way we fit
Feeling your body with mine

Something real,
when we’re alone
Something real,
when we kiss
Something real,
when we touch
Something real
when it feels like this

It’s unmistakable
It’s undeniable
It’s unequivocal
It’s understood

Only something real
could feel this good

 

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Zone

 

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Zone

There is this special place
That a goalie can call his own
It is in a vacuum of concentration
Known only as…”the zone”.

It’s a place of reflex, and of clarity
Where any mistake is an extreme rarity
Where you are certain that you’ll be tough to beat
Where your blades feel sharp under your feet
Where all of the dekes are easily read

Where your every reaction is two steps ahead
Where you find every shot through any screen
Where you sense it coming when it’s sight unseen
It’s where every opening becomes a closed door

Where a save, and a rebound, lead to one more
Where, if they are lucky, they may hit the post
Where it’s a party for none, and you are the host
They are in your house, and you are a wall

And the little black disc looks like a huge ball
You find yourself there, and you don’t ask why
It’s the place where slap shots will go to die

It is that perfect place
Where a shutout is never blown
The land of thwarted opportunity
Known simply as…”the zone”.

The place where the elusive backhand is easy to follow
Where victory draws nearer with every swallow
Where they purposely bump you and you don’t care
Where the blank scoresheet matches your blank stare
A place where your confidence is at its peak

With a solid foundation, and nary a leak
Where you manage to anticipate their every maneuver
Where you are the Hoover Dam, and a damn Hoover
It’s where you’re never the goat and only a hero

Where there are zero bad goals because the goal is zero
It’s sixty or more minutes at the top of your game
Where starter and stopper are one and the same
If you are there only once in your entire career

You’ll remember that feeling and will hold it near
You’ll remember sitting in the room, filled with pride
With you and perfection, sitting side by side

 It is a uniquely sacred place

Where the tender crouches alone
Accompanied by only his focus
The unholiest of places…”the zone”.

 

 

 

Moment

Inspired by love.

 

Soaking it all in with ease

you take my breath away

and my heart flutters…

 

Like the soft light of a candle

near an open window.

A realization that just feels right.

Like a small shimmering star

on a clear perfect night.

 

Like the quiver of your soft lips

as our mouths slowly part.

A sensation that tastes sweet.

Like that pure certain moment

when our two bodies meet.

 

 Soaking it all in with hope

you take my breath away

and my mind wanders…

 

To the last lingering note

of a song that we’ll embrace.

A common chord that we share.

To the lyric that we both admire

words that trace just where.

 

To a place we’ll travel together

on a journey to find out more.

Just a short drive from here.

To discovering something special

as new as the first of the year.

 

 Soaking it all in with care

you take my breath away

and those eyes draw me in…

 

So close to where you are

and all that I’ve been seeing.

Take my hand as we stride along.

So important to keep you there

in this moment where we belong.

 

To the experience of how great

that phrase can make us feel.

A comfort to hear and to know.

To more moments just like this

when our true emotions flow.

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