Stop the Presses...

I officially have a new goal. Ok, in actuality, it’s not just a goal - it's more like a need. And by need, I mean it's kind of an obsession.

No - I am not referring to gin and tonic (I felt I needed to say that before my next run in with a certain friend of mine involves him jumping out of a parked car, pulling me off the sidewalk, and driving me out west to a famous clinic established by a former first lady). What I am referring to is the fact that I just saw AFI’s list of top 100 films of all time, and it is seriously bothering me that there are a lot of films I have never seen. There are a few I have never heard of (mostly silent films), but what disturbed me the most was the sheer number of films I have heard of, know to be famous and acclaimed films, and have just never set aside time to watch.

Do I hear you asking what I am going to do about this? Well, I am going to start with the top rated films and watch all the films I haven’t seen until I reach #100. When they add more and drop some, I will watch the new ones as well. Maybe I’ll watch some I’ve already seen, because I just can’t help myself. Maybe I’ll write reviews and stuff. The sky’s the limit when it comes to obsession.

First up…Citizen Kane. I seriously haven’t seen the #1 movie. How pathetic am I?* If you, too, are pathetic, feel free to join me.

*This question is rhetorical

RSVP

You issue the invitation
Once, twice, countless times

Excitedly, I answer
“Yes!”

Longing to come
My heart soon recoils into dark corners
Of a drawer full of broken promises

“Something came up,” I first say
Next, I bring guests to a date meant only for two
Always understaying my welcome

You never give up
Another missive arrives
Carrying peace which envelopes as the seal is broken

It is time
I cannot miss the opportunity
I cannot miss You

Not again

Receive my RSVP
Tied not with the fragile chains of will and resolve
But the tender longings of my heart

I go where I know You wait
This party for two is soon to begin

Ruminations

What will be my next thing? Will it be as good as the last? I don’t want to live in the fading light of glory days long passed.

And what of missed opportunities? Will they come back ‘round again? If only I could pass some clues to that girl I was back then.

How do I move life forward, closer to where I want to be? Will striving lead me to success, or is it enough just to live free?

It’s these questions that consume me. And with them comes the fear. Yet through God’s love it’s less and less with every passing year.

Evocative One

endless moments
stolen glances
benign from another
addictive from you

my evocative one

kissless, touchless, careless
your mere presence brushing mine
e(merging) into transcendental desire

a distant dream tenuously aroused
upon its bed of premature slumber
where fantasy burns to ashes within a kiln of solitude

speak!
shatter this vessel of surrendered silence
throw a shared adventure with your words
narrate destinations where journeys unite

Today is....

Helping a friend
Sunny breezes on my face
Greeting strangers
Talking to God
Smiling for no reason
Nourishing beautiful things from an unsurpassed Creator
Catnap in the shade, book on my lap
Listening to nothing, hearing everything
Glass of water next to a better one of gin and tonic
Music in my ears
Dreaming
Hoping
Praying
Words to paper
…the way it’s supposed to be

Immovable Heart

Oh, heart
Can I not replace you?
For you are no good to me now

Circumstances changed
Life goes on
But you do not

So much of what I do now
Centers around you
My will is but your slave

I push and I pull
But you do not budge
I gaze at your steadfastness
And am haunted by the mystery