‘Summertime’ – Haiku

fresh mountain landscape
free floating silent waters
pounding thunderstorm


‘Kates Yard’ – A Poem

Sitting on a swinging porch bench
Sipping slightly sweetened iced tea
Sunshine massaging my wrinkled face

Scenting fresh earth and decomposing leaves
Sounds of traffic absent.
Sassy racket of resident Blue Jays

Spying clear majestic rocky mountains
Separated by half bare multicolored trees
Sky bright blue with wispy clouds

Staying here forever with no cares
Shutting out the bustling world
Soaking in Autumns wonderous glory

A Sad Poem (about an old love)

Ode To Billy

A decent man in this world alone
Drifting, dreaming about going home
Disappeared years ago down the road
Mental illness, carried heavy load

Wandering daily from town to state
A handyman for hunger to slate
This man in its grip, the devils brew
Loveless traveler, no goals, no clue

Well trodden shoes worn to a shred
Shabby garments hanging like lead
No coat, no bag, had nothing left
His numbed out mind wholly bereft

An upstanding man once, clean shaven
Matted hair and beard, no offered haven
To hunger and thirst in this sad way
Calculated risk leaving that day

Won’t acknowledge failure, too damn proud
Never to return he boldly vowed
His people, his love, no mail, no call
Family wondering if he lived at all

Lifes loneliest soul filled with self hate
Reshaping existence, now too late
Loved ones lost an incredible man
Need to pray and move on if they can

A Limerick

There once was a man in Arvada
Who’d come all the way from Nevada
Wanted out of Vegas
Crook came to plague us
To Blackhawk for the whole enchilada

This chap had a thousand in his jeans
Like a cheapskate played nickel machines
He then put five cents in
Pulled bar back with a win
Cashed in- stuffed pants bulging at seams

This gent was now sky high about life
Didn’t care- left nine kids and a wife
Took chair to play Blackjack
Placed chips- greased his hair back
The dealer sensed this fellow meant strife

The guy played-won-his streak unmarred
Counties Aces-Kings-Queens-every card
He raised some suspicion
From the owners position
They’d seen this before and come down hard

They escorted the cad out-such a pity
Got caught again-thought he was witty
So he drove far away
To the New Jersey bay
Now betting in Atlantic City

‘Within These Walls’-Pages 32-38

Peyton walked in to David’s front office. He was her oldest and dearest friend, kind of like a father to her. Andrea looked up from her work and a warm welcoming smile crossed her face.
“To what do we owe this pleasure Dr. Hudson?”
“Hello Andrea, I’m afraid this isn’t a social call. Is Dr. Deering in?”
“He most certainly is for you. ”
She picked up the receiver and let David know she was there.
“Go right on in Dr. Hudson,”she responded, “He’ll be glad to see you. ”

“David, so nice of you to see me on such short notice. I’ve got no time to waste. ”
Peyton described the events of the prior day and then plopped down in the chair opposite the psychiatrist. He looked thoughtful for a short time, cleared his throat and addressed her in a very serious manner.
“I’m shocked and truly sorry to hear this,hon. You must be in terrible shape. Would you like Andrea to get you something dear?”
“No thanks David, I’m already slightly relieved just spilling my guts. ”
He chuckled and then turned quite serious again.
“I’ll need to see Cameron right away. I will ask Andrea to interrupt my afternoon schedule. Can you bring him in that soon?”
“You just tell me the time and I will have him here.”
“How’s 1:30? It will give me a chance to do a little research and prepare to see the little guy.”
“That’s perfect and thanks David.”
“May I suggest that you schedule some time off and plan a four day weekend. Cameron needs you now more than ever. Go somewhere fun, it will do you all some good.”
Peyton drove home considerably solaced.


When Peyton pulled in front of the house, the carpet cleaner was gone. Skyler’s red 2010 Volkswagen Jetta was already there.
“Damn it all,”she muttered to herself. Mason was waiting for her return and opened the door for her. She walked in and saw that Skyler was sitting with her brother. She seemed amazingly calm. Mason must have worked his magic on her.
“Oh mom, I’m glad you’re home!” Skyler ran up to her mother and threw herself into her arms.
“Cameron hurt himself pretty bad, huh? I just knew there was something wrong with him!”
Peyton gave her a warning look. The poor kid was already worried about what his only sister thought of him.
Peyton asked them all to sit down so that they could have a family meeting. Too little, too late. She explained that Cameron was to see Dr. Deering at 1:30 and that they were going to leave tomorrow for the mountains. The Viking Inn in Winter Park was one of their favorite places to go, although they hadn’t been there in a couple of years. They all agreed to the tentative plan and even seemed excited.
Peyton asked Cameron to go down and shower to get ready for his appointment. He jumped off the couch with his spirits higher than they’d been in quite sometime. That made her guilt raise its ugly head.
On the way to the hospital, Cameron seemed withdrawn and nervous.
“It will be all right sweetie, Dr. Deering has known you since you were a baby. He’s really very nice and easy to talk to. You ready for this honey?”
“Yah,”he mumbled.
Peyton sat in the waiting room for what seemed like an interminable amount of time. She couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in there but she trusted David inexplicably.
Finally, they emerged from the office and Cameron looked utterly exhausted. David gave her a reassuring wink. He took her aside and told her to call him when they got home. She agreed and thanked him profusely.
It was a quiet ride home despite her efforts to lighten up the situation. As soon as they walked into the house, Cameron went downstairs and closed his door. This caused her concern and she decided it was the perfect opportunity to call the good doctor.

“In my considerable professional opinion your son suffers from a variety of mental disorders. Now I’m not trying to scare you but I need to be completely up front about this. ”
“What’s wrong with him?”peyton pleaded.
“I’ve diagnosed Cameron with Schizoaffective Disorder, plus Anxiety Disorder and Agoraphobia. Now….I know that sounds overwhelming but broken down, it’s not as bad as it seems. It’s highly treatable with the right medications and although he has a tough road ahead of him, he can lead a fairly normal life. ”
Peyton was silent.
“I’ve also taken the liberty of sending in prescriptions electronically to the Walgreens right down the street from your house. The sooner we get started on this the better.”
He paused for some kind of reaction from Peyton. She was understandably at a loss for words.
“Peyton? Are you there?”
David could hear her tears over the phone. Poor woman.
She finally found her voice and had a million questions for him. Dr. Deering felt terrible and suggested they talk in person from here on out. She reluctantly agreed and asked if could come over to his house that night. It had been a long time since Peyton had seen Camille , his wife.
“That sounds perfect Peyton and try not to over worry. We don’t want you getting sick.”