A friend recently commented
“Your knight in shining armor may still show up one day. ”
Whatever!
My knight in shining armor
Did not own a trusty steed
Out for a ride one day
The horse tossed him in the weeds
Upon a rock he hit his head
The horse figured him for dead
Now the wild horse roams the forrest free
While my knight wonders around lost
With amnesia,
Forgetting to look for me.
E.A. Fussell
03052017
You’re always one decision away
from a totally different life.
Shoot for the moon,
or reach for the stars.
Go ahead, reach, and
find out
just how lucky you are.
E.A. Fussell
04272017
Dear shadow
Show me what you see
As you follow along
Sometimes in front
Sometimes in back
Sometimes right beside me
i often get lost inside myself
Listening to the chatter
Of my seldom silent mind
Remind me of my potential
Reflect boldly upon the wall
Maybe
Should i catch a glimpse
You will remind me
Of what’s possible
And that
It’s not too late
I’m not too old
E.A. Fussell
11272017
Digital art by Patrik Gama
Loneliness can crush
the strongest soul
Feeling unloved
unheard
unknown
Depression sets in
and drags us down
Into a very dark hole
Seeing the light can be hard
Almost impossible at times
A ray of hope is all we need
To leave the depths
And fly on wings
I am
always with you
Whispering
Sometimes screaming
You are not alone
You are loved
E.A. Fussell
03092017
You keep me safe
Wrapped in the pureness of your love
Held in the strength of your arms
Engulfed in the warmth of your smile
And
I keep you wild
Wrapped in the passion of my spirit
Held by the creativity of my mind
Engulfed in the sparkle of my eyes
E.A. Fussell
03102017
There’s something about a saddle
especially an old one
built to last.
Makes me wonder
of it’s stories
and what it has seen
in it’s past.
Long days,
starlit nights,
passionate love,
drunken fights.
Silently speaking
of steadfast value.
It’s getting harder to find
that kind of virtue.
The kind of virtue found
in the silent stories
from the past
of an old saddle
built to last.
E.A. Fussell
02252017
Ponder this thought:
You have been given gifted with another day on life’s journey, not necessarily because you need it, but because someone out there needs you.
E.A. Fussell
5252016
When the winds of change
Begin to blow
Be they fast
Or be they slow
Don’t build a wall
To hold them back
Embrace them
Help them find a good track
As those winds of change
Twist about
Construct a windmill
Of your thoughts
Go ahead, trust yourself,
You can figure it out
Let the extra energy you find
Be used effectively
To power that machine
Called your mind
With strategic effort
The winds of change
Can propel you forward
In a positive way
Don’t get lost in the wind currents
And jostled about
Gain your footing
Control those thoughts and
When the wind returns
To a more steady course
You may look inward to find
A field of windmills in your mind
And
A beautiful path in front of you
That required the winds of change
In order to come into view
E.A. Fussell
Sovereign God
Supreme ruler
Boundless power
Unlimited mind
King of kings
Prince of Peace
Undeniable love
Incomprehensible
Grace and mercy
Frozen and signified
For all time
In the unmistakable
Form of a cross
E.A. Fussell
Come and pitch a tent with me
In God’s country amongst the leaves
Where man’s foot seldom trods
Let’s take a break from technology
And mindless chatter
Fish for our supper
Sit by a fire
Discuss topics that matter
Stare up at the stars
Fall asleep to the sound of crickets
Brew some camp coffee
Take a walk through the woods
Breath in air that is pure
Take a swim in a clear mountain stream
Yes, I will do it
It’s not just a Dream
E.A. Fussell
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