Call me nothing, Call me up again, Just call me “Stormy Dan” I run from you, You chase me down again,

I’m back writing again for myself, I’m looking for another to join in… To suffer alone is not dignified… To share the pain is more qualifie… Lord, send me not back here after…

Each day is unique, A path of the Earth, That is never to be repeated, From our birth, Each day has its own blend

I know my own destiny, My future is finally cast, All my life has been in motion, To this point in time is vast, Now that I’m here

If your thoughts Consume you with misery, Your mind tortured full Change the channel, Now look at things beautiful,

Hopeless? Ship wreck? Destitute? Mutiny Or land in sight? I must assault the senses I will…

Writing & reading poetry Is delicious, Like smelling & eating Mom’s Apple pie without the dishes, What is life for but

My imagination is the canvass, The world-my paints, Language-my brush, Words & ideas-the strokes.

I spied a hummingbird hovering In the garden amidst the bright fl… All artfully arranged & dressed, I felt a warm zephyr from the west… It refeshed me with vigor & zest,

Seek God the Lord Not from without But from within, The Temple Holy of Holies Resides in you,

The only relationship We need to be of concern, Is the one we have with God, The others are reflections, Chances to learn,

The personals we turn to, In times of loneliness & despair, When times are tough When we are full of cares. In the personals we look

True communicate is not Attained with the body, But with the mind, The body can be wanting affection, Wanting intersection...

What is the latest news? What is the weather? What’s new in the world Does knowing it make me Better for having the knowledge

My favorite sounds are of the seas… The bells that end class; the soun… Calling me for supper; the sound o… Having their druthers after the ra… I love the sounds of buttons bounc…