New York - August, 2014

As a graduation gift, my sister and brother (technically my brother-in-law, but who's counting?) flew me out to Washington D.C. to visit them. While there, Jeannette and I took a day-trip to New York City and had a wonderful time. I was able to experience many different things such as have dinner at Guy's American Kitchen and Bar, have dessert at Cake Boss Cafe, and walk all around Times Square and Central Park. I also had the opportunity to go to The Top of the Rock where I was able to see a lot of New York City and, from a distance, see the Statue of Liberty. The first picture below was taken from the Top of the Rock and has the Empire State Building in the background. I must say that, although it was fun to visit New York, I could not live there. I am excited for future trips to the Big Apple so that I will be able to see more and to experience other things as well.

Spring 2014 Photos First Set

The weather today was phenomenal! It is beginning to warm up here in the Springs area and that means that everything is getting green and blooming. The lighting was so beautiful this evening that I knew I just had to get out with my camera and take some shots. I was able to get a few excellent ones along with a walk covering a distance of roughly two miles.

All photos were taken at the Golden Eagle Ranch and Campground in Colorado Springs, Colorado.

Falling (Poem)

Falling

Falling.

Falling.

Falling.

That is all that I am doing now.

I see above me a light that burns my flesh when it touches me,

And the pain inside begins to growl.

A dark, glassy lake lay there beneath me,

Yet, it dare not draw nigh.

As I fall further into the abyss,

The voices speak to me more and more.

Each one is so crisp and clear,

That as each wave nears my ear,

My throat is closing,

And, thus, I doth begin choking.

Choking not on water,

Nor choking on the air.

I am drowning in my own hot, red blood,

And feel as if evil is holding me in his loathsome stare.

I continue falling,

But not in any direction.

My heart is being grasped,

Not by mere mortal hands,

But by this deep, dark, lonely depression.

The blade of relief is there in the hand,

It’s shining, yet dull, edge glows red with obsession.

As the lashes appear on my wrist,

The tears begin to fall.

The pain is no more,

But the memories make be bawl.

I was told I was a diamond,

And to shine bright like a star.

This I cannot believe,

For my whole being has been crushed.

My heart has been pressed, and prodded, and tried.

Not until this moment,

Has my heart been turned to dust.

My love for thee is broken,

And, no more, in you can I trust.

I finally hit the bottom,

And the waters of the lake surround me.

All is still and silent,

And I drift into sleep.

Then I finally hear it,

It rang out ever so sweetly.

A heavenly voice did call to me,

As my soul sunk downward,

Unto the bottom of the black sea.