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Tip Toeing On The Rail of Life

Mostly

Tip toeing

On the rail of life

To

And

Fro

This way a while

Now that

Wishing the future and I

Could have a little chat

Maybe then

Choices

Would not become

Mistakes

Tip toeing

Would become

Sure footedness

In the light of what’s best

Glimpses

Into the future

Are seldom allowed

And only briefly visible

To the truly

Self-aware

Wishful thinking

Here I go

Sometimes boldly rushing

On the rail

Going, going, going

Where my choices take me

To

And

Fro

On the rail of life

Tip toeing

Mostly

E.A. Fussell

05/12/2018

Catching Worlds

Sometimes

It feels like I’m juggling

So many things to do

Not enough time in the day

I’m struggling

To accomplish all my dreams

The vision

I have been given

Helping others

Sewing seeds

So many fields to plow

So many souls in need

I need to sleep

But there’s no time

So many ideas

Running through my mind

I can see the harvest

At the end of the line

To the untrained eye

It may look

Like my hands are empty

But to those

With eyes that can see

It is clear

Worlds of opportunity

Are being tossed toward me

Trying to catch them all

Don’t want to let even one

Slip through my hands

Multitudes need my help

I’m struggling

Trying to fit it all in

I’m juggling

Catching opportunities

Setting souls on fire

Motivating one more person

Helping, healing, believing

Trying not to miss a step

As I make

#1morerep

E.A. Fussell

05/08/2018

Written in honor of Ronald Marshall and Tamika Williams two mighty warriors I am honored to know ❤️

Tearing Down Walls

In less than two weeks

We will meet again

The possibility of true love

Whispers on the wind

As the day draws closer

Anxiety mounts

Are we just a fantasy

Or a love that will really count

Our first meeting was brief

A seed of hope got planted

Growing steadily

Into something we both want

Are you as nervous me

Hoping beyond hope

That this just might be

Something to pursue

Taking one day at a time

Gets harder each day

Keeping my mind off the future

Is difficult in so many ways

I try not to envision us

Living together

The fairytale

Of happily-ever-after

A tale that has failed us both

So many times before

I don’t want to feel the pressure

As I walk through the door

Of the house that might someday

Truly be called “ours”

I am fighting the anxiety

Creeping in at all hours

You are so precious to me

Such a treasure

I don’t want to lose the joy

That we share

Please forgive me

For the hesitancy

As our next meeting draws close

You may be sensing

As I process my fears

And tear down the walls

My heart has built over the years

I know your intentions are pure

You are a good man

So why am I getting so scared

When I believe this is a Divine plan

E.A. Fussell

05/07/2018

Turn Back the Clock

Take me on a picnic

In a meadow green

A field of wild flowers

Or a night sky scene

It can be old fashioned

A blanket and a basket

Filled with wine and

Delicate treats

Or a more modern version

A truck bed filled

With lots of pillows

A bottle of Tequila

Something chocolate and sweet

We can turn back the clock

If only in our minds

Loose ourselves

One shot at a time

E.A. Fussell

05/06/2018

I am an Old Gun

I am an old gun

With a short fuse

I get uptight sometimes and

Just want to let loose

No strings

No promises

No expectations

Just blind passion

Life can be difficult

When you aren’t a follower

When you cant just say “yes sir”

No box to fit in

Not willing to fold

Into anyone else’s mold

So many sheep

So many manipulative herders

I refuse to take a number

No conformity from me

Neither a sheep

Nor a herder

Do I choose to be

Do not mistake

My lack of submissiveness

As support for “feminists”

I detest what “feminism” has done

To the sacredness of femininity

I am an old gun

With a short fuse

I get tired of others

Telling me how to use

My mind

My body

My political and religious views

My freedom to think

I will hold onto

Everyday

In every way

Regardless of

The consequences

E.A. Fussell

05/05/2018

Puppets

Intelligence can reflect extreme ignorance. Young people think they are freely beating their own drum and fail to see they are actually tools being manipulated by the highest puppet masters in existence today.

Invisible strings of manipulation stretch across the globe intertwining media, education, social platforms; distorting perception, inciting mass demonstrations. The puppet master will use anything, race, guns, children, anything that can fuel the fire and divide a country.

America has been notoriously soft on children, what better way to wreak havoc on our nation than to incite the educated ignorance of our young people, manipulating them into a mass of ridiculousness that no one will be stern enough to reprimand for fear of being too hard on the children. So, the educated ignorant continue to argue against the very thing that was put in place by our forefathers to protect them.

Well played puppet master, well played.

E.A. Fussell

03252018

Show Me

Big City

Small Town

What did You create me for?

Building

Writing

Traveling

Healing

What is it You want me to do?

Who is it You want me to be?

Contractor

Artist

Author

Masseuse

Ultimately it doesn’t really matter

As long as You’re around

You are the only One

Who has never let me down

Guide me Lord

Show me

How to make You happy

How to make You smile

Even if it’s only

For a little while

E.A.Fussell

03242018

Lake Okeechobee

Dear Lake Okeechobee

I apologize

For our ignorance

I thank you

For your patience

Through decades of

Game playing

By federal, state, and local

Organizations

Arguing, manipulating, talking

So much talk

So little truth

Meanwhile

You wait

But how much longer

Will you be able to hold

Listening to the arguments

That are growing very old

E.A.Fussell

03232018