Attack the known and unknown fear waiting to strike a death blow to confidence, progress and achievement.  Lift up talent's voice. Let the world know who you are. Come out of the valley of the shadow of death. Never let opportunity escape your grasp. Jab daily and knock out failure. Climb hills of disappointment, with the the very best inside. Seek the high ground.  Never the low.  Be teachable to life's lessons. Listen to elders to go further. Stride toward the farthest horizon with God leading each step.  Arise from your bed of unbelief and walk.  Let your talents be stubborn and unyielding to defeat. Swim past imperfection and not good enough.  Climb out of the crib of woe is me. God made you for greatness. No life should be tongue tied by fear.

Attack the known and unknown fear

Attack the known and unknown fear

Flesh lying still at night, waiting to be touched tenderly not for ****** contentment, by gentle hands that put a wedding band on years ago, cramps await in in heels  and toes so that sleep will arrive before morning.shoulders need covering nightly while lying on stomach, stiffness plunders the body like the thief it is, closing in on rest territory. pillows wait at the head and foot of the bed. the mind floating in stillness suspended from all thought and jagged care of today or tomorrow, .hard work that was done has earned a rest that won"t  come softly

Dreams speak to   us of old lovers whom we can no longer touch nor be with creating tender moments that drown out cries,spirits no longer stripped of pure laughter or buried behind shadows of sadness,limbs join in sleep lack is not a minefield of need, tears are dismissed from lonely eyes of endless searcing and tired looking the storm has set us free. step out of the body into the light of  newborn day,night is banished never to return, land of hope walking toward fulfillment. lies are still born  in throats, not uttered, pretense is kicked out of bed.

your voice enters soft and female. precise words like fine cut diamonds punching through my privacy,clean but clear . silence is pushed back, senses leaning forward with anticipation waiting for more words to come like a hungry diner in a five star restaurant.

love has left the building, it was't  reasonable  nor wise, don't you know that we are all God's children here in his eyes. see me on Philadelphia streets and you look past or even turn away, it would be nice to live in a city where people smiled or hugged along the way, but this is not the real world closed minded folks would say, hate's darkness is approaching and it took time to construst, what ever happened to in God we trust,now i have a strong unshakable feeling that love has left the building and it's lack of affection and trust, love has left the building  and it's recapture starts with us.