Sail Away With Me
(To my wife)
By John R. Greenwood
A boat
A boat
I wish to be
So you could sail away with me
A breeze
A breeze
For you and me
To fill our sail and set us free
My submission for
June 23, 2011
June 13, 2011
E miles To Go
E mile’s to go
Mile markers pass in Florida dusk fog
Gator breath scented and damp
Snake tales whisper in my ear
Pedals pace and heartbeat swell
Eighteen wheels brush close
A life’s portrait passes by
By John R. Greenwood
6/13/2011
June 08, 2011
Waiting Room
Waiting Room
By John R. Greenwood
Waiting Room of white and grey
Children once
Loose and laughing
Slowed now
Softened steps carefully placed
Quietly patient
They smile and nod
Aware times firm grasp
Is heartless and sure
Wobbly women
Bone-creaky gentlemen
Heads bowed in surrender
Of times sadly passed
I smile in politeness
As if I was immune
A mirrored glimpse
Corner-eyed clear
A mans realization
Finally kicks in
I wrote this in a waiting room on my ?? birthday. I feel young in spirit and dreams and fight to remain there. I love this place we call life and simply wish to keep placing things where they belong on the shelf. I think I will go for a walk now - a birthday present to me...
May 30, 2011
Memorial Day by John R, Greenwood
This is a short film put together with various photographs and video I took recently. I wanted to slow the pace and encourage everyone to set down the spatula and and relish for just a moment.
The song is, "Boxes" by Sam Baker
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