The Weight of the Soul

Ahhh, the philosophical debate about the soul.  I personally think it’s the most important debate human kind can muster.  Do you have a soul?

I believe I do, for sure.  I am moved by music, moved by scenery, I can be moved to tears easily, as well as inspired enough to move someone else with my own creations.  I believe we can truly channel our soul into our creations, and pulse them with energy, enough to almost make it alive.

(poem) A Scratch

There’s something about being touched
Something nice and discrete
It swells your soul
And makes it charge to greet

A simple feel
Of fingers intertwined
Makes you realize
Your soul is in a bind

A bind of love
A bind of lust
All you know is
This sense you can trust

It will take you away
To that wonderful place
That poets dream of
Where sensuality is encased

Pain can be introduced
As it is part of that sense
But I do not like it as much
As it puts me on defense

But other like that sort of thing
And I absolutely never judge
For without a little scratch down the back
It would be hard to get my fiancé to budge

--Dan

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Truly the most wonderful time of the year.

Halloween is starting to arrive, and its so wonderful. I love the fall, I always have. The smell in the air, the beauty of the trees losing their foliage, and All Hallows Eve. The chill in the air, which takes away the oppressiveness of the heat of summer.

There is also something wonderful about the items in the shops, the fun of dressing up, and the traveling around to see neighbors, you typically disregard, as they hand out candy. It just seems that this holiday is the only time community truly comes together to have good fun.

(poem) For my Step-Daughter

Never thought I’d live to see
A daughter’s birthday
It always seemed impossible to me
To have a teenager make me feel this way

But alas
I do,
Despite all your sass
I love you

No matter how you hack it
You were the baggage this relationship taunted
But in the end, I must acquit
Because you are the daughter I always wanted

 I missed the first decade (and a half) of your life
Which pains me to know end
But I honestly feel no strife
Because we have become such fast friends

I know I’m just a silly old man
But from this day
I shall do all that I can
To never let our friendship decay

You have your life in front of you
But the same can be said about every day
But as sure as the sky is blue
I hope you have many a happy birthday

 Enjoy this life as best you can
Chase your dreams
But never chase a man
And simply learn to bask in the moonbeams

 I don’t remember my own sixteenth birthday
I’m sure you’ll forget things, as well
But never forget to dance and play
Because that is the only way to excel

 Always remember what Einstein said
“Imagination is more important than Knowledge,”
The talent of imagination is not widespread
And only knowledge is a privilege.

 So enjoy this day with your new step-dad
I know I will enjoy it with you, my step-daughter
Happy birthday and don’t be sad
Or else I shall almost kill you with laughter.

--Dan

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Remembering a Wedding

Why are weddings such stressful things to plan?  It makes absolutely no sense.  You want a celebration of your love with friends and family in attendance, but it turns in to a huge drama-fest of trying to make sure everything’s perfect.  But why?

Surely its not an ego thing.  It seems like it when you watch the shows on TV about it.  How people have to have a weddings that’s better than another persons.  Its sad when you see it, but it definitely happens.