Layers

I don't think my Father knew it but,
He taught me how to draw in pencil
With just one single word,"layers"
Layers give a pencil drawing depth and texture
Layers give it a sense of age
Layers are sort of like years
The more years you have under your belt
The more knowledge and or character you may have
Layers are just years
And years are just layers
So don't have any fear boy
Move forward through all the years
Move forward through all the layers
Let them build upon yourself knowledge
Let them instill into yourself character
Drawing is a good thing
Much like the years I have yet to see
I hope he knows he taught me much
I hope he knows he gave me his artistic touch
I shall continue to draw in layers
Right through all the rest of my years
And when I draw that Old Home
Into memories of my Father I shall roam
Thanks for being there in my younger days
You made a world of difference
7/1/2004

Window - Dream

If I did not have a window with a view in my office what would I do?
Maybe stare at my pc screen and scream or drift off into sleep and dream?
As I sit here all day I do day dream of being out on the trails amongst the trees
Because when I am hiking I feel so free
Away from the everything mundane
Like green money greed and the cement cities
Ah, but on me don't have any pity
I know how to get away from the silly city
Out there in the woods if only I could
Right now, right now and here
I can see the trails
I can feel it under foot
I can feel the bitter cold winter air
This sounds like heaven to my ear
Ah, darn, it is only a dream
Why did I have to wake up?

2/29/2008