Flight

Flight
The flight of life takes off Slow and easy,
With lots to see and learn.
Then climbs to a faster pace were
we start to glide into
The gentle, comfortable middle.
When we hit that comfort zone
We start to look higher, and so we climb.
Before we know it we are over the top,
and on the easy slide down.
Take it all in and enjoy the flight,
Before you know it we are looking
at landing.
And the flight has ended all to soon.
“mere 2010”

May your ride not be to bumpy to the next birthday.
May you enjoy another 60 birthdays even more!
The best of life’s flights to you
Your Friend Sandy Black


“mere 2010”

May your ride not be to bumpy to the next birthday.
May you enjoy another 60 birthdays even more!
The best of life’s flights to you
Your Friend Sandy Black

The end of days

The end of days is the beginning of forever,
forever no more memories, of secrets, forbidden stories
longing for dreams forgotten with time
lost loves reunite without question

I can only see the end of days because
the night eludes me
days never end, they replay, rewind, remind
eye's that see clearly shut, await the sun

If there are no days there can be no nights
Night imprisons my mind with all that is,
was and will be, my life

BM 2/15/08

Lost Souls

Lost soles tied to earth
beckoned by the heavens
held silent in disguise
freedoms hope searches
love weeps sorrow
reckless fantasies take hold
fear releases broken dreams

everything that is gasps another breath as you lay silent

love awaits your smile forever

BM 7/14/2003

THIS DAY

How have we come to this

this comfort, love, life

This day..

As you look at us do you see who we are

can you feel our dreams come true, our future awaits

This day..

Can you see our babies tender faces

and soft sounds of happiness

This day..

can you feel the sun fade as you glide through

the evenings glassy water

This day..

Began with friendship, restaurants and oil changes

This day..

Can you hear the cheering parents

at soccer and football games, Christmas programs

This day..

Do you remember the names and faces of friends and colleges

whom touched our lives

This day..

As you climb into that car can you feel it's power

beneath you pushing around the corners to the finish line

This day..

As the cold steals our breath with beauty and sheer silence

we listen for his call

This day..

A new sound beacons our children to ride forever

This day..

We struggle with our dreams and desires

This day..

As many (to few) the powder hits us fueling a passion within

This day..

A new job becomes so much more, a beginning we never imagined

would take us on a new road, today it is our life blood

This day..

gives us opportunity, freedom, passion, knowledge

This day..

We will give and receive love

From this day forward I am yours Forever

BTM 10/17/2002

I wrote this for Rowdy

State Fair

Photos at the State Fair

The words that come as you stand staring at a photograph remain still, as life flows on around the same this year as the first
Droplets of water like dreams ripple, some fade along the way, some grow stronger and others crash against the shore and scatter our hearts
Reflections, like days past show us the beauty of life and love
Views into history, along the empty road, they fuel our imaginations and make still our hearts
Bright colors spark memories of our years together and portraits give hope to our future
May we all find something as we view the photographs at the State Fair
08/19/2008 B.
For the past few years Rowdy and I have been spending our anniversary date at the Idaho State Fair this came as we were standing looking at the photographs.

Mothers Hands

Hands lay still, palms up as if waiting
to receive a gift, her soul silent
reflecting the moment

The hands tell the story of life,
of love, loss, strength and weakness



Her eyes brighten through the
haze, a smile fills her face



The hands move with life once again,
nervous movement fades
the hands become silent again...



Hands are everything
The flower of life
to give, to receive
welcome with respect, the touch
10/25/2006 B.
For Zelda

Still Life

Hold steadfast for time reveals the future
The stones at your feet control your path
Your reach determined by your will
Your exterior twisted by fate is your beauty.
06/03/2004 B.
On the way to Madras Oregon