Reflection: I wrote this poem Back in March of 2000 in reflection of the temptations and desires that can hijack a life for lengthy periods of time. Once you awaken you can sometimes find yourself so far away from the hopes and dreams you might have held so dearly in the past.
Here’s the poem which comes from my book “Burning . . . Burning Blue:” https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/09/Castles-Burning.pdf
Reflection: This was a romantic-themed poem that I wrote back in March of 2000 in observation of a tentative, exploratory, forbidden, romantic encounter between two different people during an indecisive, romantic phase.
Here’s the poem which comes from my book Burning . . . Burning Blue: https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/11/Forbidden-Hearts-That-Hover.pdf
Reflection: I wrote this poem back in February of 2000 which captured some of the work experiences I both observed and experienced as a much younger man.
Here’s the poem which comes from my book “Burning . . . Burning Blue:” https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/09/From-Every-Seam.pdf
Reflection: I wrote this poem back in February of 2000 in reflection of a busy and difficult period at work. I was driving back from a difficult meeting on a nice, sunny day, heard a favorite song from my days of youth on the radio, and decided to take a detour and enjoy part of the day before returning back to the workplace. It felt so freeing doing that and it was the start of something new for me.
Here’s the poem which comes from my book “Burning . . . Burning Blue:” https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/09/Reminiscent-Wine.pdf
Fascination
laced
.
w
i
t
h
.
rum
Ron Rico,
–
–
ventures
.
m
u
c
h
.
further
than
.
t
h
e
.
ego . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ much
further
.
t
h
a
n
.
soft
.
a
n
d
.
subtle
.
probing
words,
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
second
.
c
h
a
n
c
e
.
glances
between
.
brotherly
toasts
.
a
t
.
chapter
dances . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
b
u
t
–
–
–
every
.
t
i
m
e
.
I
.
close
.
m
y
.
eyes,
.
.
I
.
.
feel
.
y
o
u
r
.
spying
hands
.
u
p
o
n
.
mine,
–
–
soothing
.
t
h
e
.
one
.
y
o
u
.
try
.
t
o
.
deny . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ soothing
.
t
h
e
.
one
.
y
o
u
.
try
.
t
o
.
deny . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
s
o
.
.
.
I
.
t
a
k
e
.
a
leisurely
.
s
t
r
o
l
l
.
outside,
–
–
hoping
.
y
o
u
.
might
change
.
y
o
u
r
.
mind . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ hoping
.
y
o
u
.
might
change
.
y
o
u
r
.
mind,
.
.
t
h
i
s
.
.
time . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
take
.
a
.
drive,
.
.
t
o
.
.
the
other
side . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ to
.
t
h
e
.
other
side . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
o
f
–
–
–
midnight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
My
.
t
h
i
r
d
.
cigarette
burns
.
a
s
.
your
footsteps
approach,
–
–
unsure
.
a
n
d
.
insecure . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
s
o
–
–
–
I
wine
.
a
n
d
.
dine
.
t
h
o
s
e
.
timid
whispers
tight,
–
–
knowing
.
y
o
u
.
almost
want
.
t
o
.
oblige . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ knowing
.
y
o
u
.
almost
want
.
t
o
.
oblige . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
s
o
.
.
.
I
draw
.
t
h
e
.
phantom
window
blinds
.
o
f
.
a
private
paradise
.
t
h
a
t
.
resides,
.
.
d
e
e
p
.
.
within
.
m
y
.
mind . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
.
try
.
t
o
.
pull
.
y
o
u
r
.
body
next
.
t
o
.
mine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
try
.
t
o
.
pull
.
y
o
u
r
.
body
next
.
t
o
.
mine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
try . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
.
I
try . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
.
I
try . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
.
I
try . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
b
u
t
–
–
–
you
pry
.
m
y
.
hands
away . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ you
pry
.
m
y
.
hands
away . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
wrestle
me
.
.
d
o
w
n
.
.
to
.
t
h
e
.
ground,
–
–
anchoring
.
y
o
u
r
.
cool
decline
.
w
i
t
h
.
masculine
pride:
“I could kill you . . .”
–
–
–
.
.
.
“I could kill you in
five minutes time . . .”
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
then
adding
.
t
o
.
the
haze:
“Did you really
think I was gay ?”
No,
.
o
n
l
y
.
confused . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
b
u
t
–
–
–
if
.
I
.
c
a
n
.
get
through
.
t
o
.
you,
.
.
w
e
.
.
might
.
j
u
s
t
.
somehow
.
f
i
n
d
.
a
way . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ we
might
.
f
i
n
d
.
a
way
.
t
o
.
make
.
i
t
.
true . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
“You’re a very
attractive man . . .”
–
–
–
.
.
.
s
o
–
–
–
excuse
.
m
e
.
if
.
I
.
choose
.
n
o
t
.
to
understand,
.
.
t
h
e
.
.
reasons
.
y
o
u
.
refuse
.
t
o
.
join
.
m
e
.
in
.
t
h
e
.
dance . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
Meet
.
m
e
.
later
tonight,
.
.
i
f
.
.
you
think
.
y
o
u
.
might
like
.
t
o
.
take
.
a
.
drive,
.
.
t
o
.
.
the
other
side
.
o
f
.
midnight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
No
.
o
n
e
.
ever
.
has
.
t
o
.
know . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
if
.
y
o
u
.
begin
.
t
o
.
feel
afraid,
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
decide
.
y
o
u
.
would
rather
.
b
e
.
alone,
.
.
y
o
u
.
.
can
.
a
l
w
a
y
s
.
go
.
b
a
c
k
.
home . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ you
.
c
a
n
.
go
.
b
a
c
k
.
home . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
.
d
o
.
not
.
m
i
n
d
.
sailing
.
f
r
o
m
.
room
.
t
o
.
room,
.
.
s
o
.
.
long
.
a
s
.
I
.
can
.
b
e
.
next
.
t
o
.
you . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ so
long
.
a
s
.
I
.
can
.
b
e
.
next
.
t
o
.
you . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
.
d
o
.
not
mind
.
y
o
u
r
.
restless
moods,
.
.
f
r
o
m
.
.
blue
.
t
o
.
maroon . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
from
maroon
.
t
o
.
blue . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
s
o
–
–
–
let’s
both
.
j
u
s
t
.
release
.
o
u
r
.
hold . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
explore
where
.
t
h
e
.
rapids
go . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ let‘s
.
e
x
p
l
o
r
e
.
where
.
t
h
e
.
rapids
go . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
if
today,
.
.
f
r
o
m
.
.
me
.
y
o
u
.
decide
.
t
o
.
turn
away . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
y
o
u
–
–
–
may
never
.
s
e
e
.
me
again
.
m
y
.
friend,
–
–
except
within
.
t
h
e
.
taunting
scenes,
.
.
o
f
.
.
your
wild
.
a
n
d
.
restless
dreams . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
s
o
–
–
–
let’s
try
.
t
o
.
make
.
i
t
.
real,
–
–
just
.
t
o
.
see
how
.
i
t
.
feels,
–
–
before
we
.
e
a
c
h
.
pursue
another . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ before
we
.
e
a
c
h
.
pursue
another . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ before
we
.
e
a
c
h
.
pursue
another . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
appeal
.
t
o
.
your
.
violent
disguise
.
o
f
.
virile,
.
egotistic
pride,
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
suddenly
.
y
o
u
r
.
curiosity
.
engages
mine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
Your
curiosity
.
engages
mine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
Your
curiosity
.
engages
mine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
Your
curiosity
.
engages
mine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
Your
curiosity
.
engages
mine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
we
.
b
o
t
h
.
come
.
t
o
.
realize,
–
–
that
.
i
t
.
matters
.
n
o
t
.
whether
.
w
e
.
can
shine
.
f
o
r
.
longer
.
t
h
a
n
.
one
night . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
because
first
.
w
e
.
must
take
.
t
h
e
.
secret
drive,
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
explore
.
t
h
e
.
distant
shores . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ explore
.
t
h
e
.
distant
shores . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
which
forever
.
r
e
s
i
d
e
.
on
.
t
h
e
.
other
side . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ the
other
side
.
o
f
.
midnight.
Reflection: This was a romantic-themed poem that I wrote back in December of 1999 in reflection of a tentative, exploratory, forbidden, romantic encounter (someone with the initials B.N) and the repeated false starts checkered by ups and downs and multiple engagements and retreats. It was such a brief but passionate, exciting experience that I would never trade. So, I am much more content with at least having had the experience rather than not.
Reflection: This was a 4-part poem I wrote in reflection of a very good friend at one of the low points of his life back in 1999 (it was the first of many low points in the years that followed). He told me several times since then that this poem actually saved his life. Fortunately, after several years of up and downs he eventually recovered but it was a very trying experience for many years to say the least. It was a very difficult time in my life (and in his). I’m so happy things are much better now.
I played the song “Exit Music (For a Movie)” by Radiohead repeatedly at low volume as the “Moodset” for the poem. If you play this song at low volume you might better get the “feel” of this poem.
Here’s the poem which comes from my book Burning . . . Burning Blue: https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/08/The-Delicate-Halls-of-Future.pdf
Reflection: I wrote this poem back in August of 1999. I was observing a wonderful young couple dancing together at a nightclub and they were so absorbed by each other that everything else seemed to melt away. Simply observing them was enough to inspire me to write this poem.
Here’s the poem which comes from my book “Burning . . . Burning Blue:” https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/09/The-Special-One.pdf
You
used
.
t
o
.
dance
.
i
n
.
the
mirror,
–
–
right
.
i
n
.
front
.
o
f
.
me,
–
–
topless
.
i
n
.
your
.
b
o
x
e
r
.
shorts,
–
–
showered
.
a
n
d
.
smooth,
–
–
clean
.
a
n
d
.
serene,
–
–
secretly
taunting
.
a
n
d
.
teasing
me . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ a
confused
.
a
n
d
.
naive,
–
–
United
States
Marine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
did
.
n
o
t
.
believe
.
y
o
u
.
would
.
e
v
e
r
.
perceive,
.
.
t
h
e
.
.
eyes
.
t
h
a
t
.
barely
strayed
.
f
r
o
m
.
my
.
fitness
magazine,
.
.
u
n
t
i
l
.
.
the
evening
.
y
o
u
.
came
.
t
o
.
release
.
m
y
.
each
.
a
n
d
.
every
fantasy . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
wrestling
.
m
y
.
resistance
to
.
t
h
e
.
barracks
floor,
–
–
wanting
.
s
o
.
much
more
.
t
h
a
n
.
I
.
ever
.
k
n
e
w
.
before . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ ecstasy
screaming
.
.
d
e
e
p
.
.
inside
.
o
f
.
me,
–
–
almost
.
n
o
t
.
believing
.
i
t
.
was
.
t
r
u
l
y
.
happening . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
How
.
m
a
n
y
.
times
.
h
a
d
.
I
.
quietly
spied
.
y
o
u
r
.
physique,
–
–
drawing
myself
.
n
e
a
r
.
only
.
i
n
.
dreams,
.
.
s
o
.
.
you
.
c
o
u
l
d
.
feel
.
m
y
.
exploring
fingers
.
b
r
u
s
h
.
against
.
y
o
u
r
.
rose
.
t
i
p
.
nipples . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ my
fingers
.
b
r
u
s
h
e
d
.
against
.
y
o
u
r
.
rose
.
t
i
p
.
nipples . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
Two
heartbeats
.
galloped
ablaze
.
a
s
.
whispers
ricocheted
.
o
f
f
.
of
neglected
lips . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
Midnight
danced
.
u
p
o
n
.
the
blinds,
.
.
a
s
.
.
our
private
.
a
i
r
l
i
n
e
.
continued
.
t
o
.
climb
.
throughout
.
t
h
e
.
night,
.
.
u
n
t
i
l
.
.
reaching
.
t
h
e
.
first
.
hint
.
o
f
.
daylight,
–
–
when
.
s
h
e
.
rolled
.
i
n
t
o
.
a
.
spiral
.
.
.
d
i
v
e
.
.
.
~ she
rolled
.
i
n
t
o
.
a
.
spiral
.
.
.
d
i
v
e
.
.
.
spinning
away . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
spinning
away . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
spinning
away . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
r
o
m
–
–
–
the
.
d
a
w
n
.
skies
.
beginning
.
t
o
.
rise . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
never
again
.
w
o
u
l
d
.
eyes
.
m
e
e
t
.
eyes,
.
.
o
r
.
.
reveal
what
.
w
a
s
.
felt
inside . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
b
u
t
–
–
–
sometimes,
.
I
.
s
t
i
l
l
.
think
.
o
f
.
you,
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
the
desire
.
t
h
a
t
.
raged
throughout
.
t
h
a
t
.
night . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ the
forbidden
night
.
s
w
e
p
t
.
upon
.
t
h
e
.
forgotten
pages
.
o
f
.
time . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
wonder
whether
.
t
h
e
.
one
you’re
.
w
i
t
h
.
tonight,
.
.
h
a
s
.
.
discovered
more
.
t
h
a
n
.
just
romantic
candlelight,
.
.
f
o
r
.
.
a
forest
.
f
i
r
e
.
burns
inside,
–
–
every
.
t
i
m
e
.
midnight
dances
.
u
p
o
n
.
the
blinds . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ every
.
t
i
m
e
.
midnight
dances
.
u
p
o
n
.
the
blinds . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
I
recall . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
re-ignite . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
re-energize
.
t
h
a
t
.
night . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ the
.
n
i
g
h
t
.
forever
.
l
e
f
t
.
behind.
Reflection: This was a romantic-themed poem that I wrote back in August of 1999 in reflection of being passionately “drawn” to someone with the initials G.L. during an early, uncertain stage of romance back in my Marine Corps days. It felt exhilarating, ecstatic, and sometimes even devastating while surfing the highs, and lows, and highs for moments at a time during that early period of my life.
Reflection: I wrote this poem back in July of 1999 in reflection of the burning addictions that consumed so many that surrounded me back then.
Here’s the poem which comes from my book “Burning . . . Burning Blue:” https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/09/Nothing-Pristine.pdf
Reflection: This was a popular poem that I wrote back in June of 1999. Anyone who has experienced heart wrenching circumstances in life involving others, and all the ups and downs that such experiences can bring, will probably be able to relate to this poem.
Here’s the poem which comes from my book “Burning . . . Burning Blue:” https://brighterdayslifecoaching.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/09/Like-Michael.pdf