For the Birds

For the Birds

Monday, November 29, 2010

I Heard You

During my life in crisis
Advice was given
You where there for me
I heard you

I may not have reacted
But I heard
just couldn’t show it
Didn’t know how

Plunging
deeper into whatever despair
I was in at the moment
I listened

I overlooked letting you know
Wrestling inner demons
At the time
But I heard

Sometimes I go to far
instilling hurt feelings
Words get tossed around
Like fists in a brawl

Until someone falls
Leaving me with the pain
Of hurting you
But I heard





Attitudes get checked
Lines drawn in the sand
Invisible but there
Out of control

Churning,
Hurtful Comments
Ranting like a child
Raving like a madman

Can I leave now
I need to get high
Got anything to drink
I can’t be here

Have you looked
In a mirror
I don’t want to
But I heard you

Words and comments
Cutting deeply
Judgmentally chastised
I heard you

Sometimes it goes to far
This silent bottle campaign
I know it and

I heard you….the first time




RK McLean 2010

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Thanksgiving

Well another year is coming closer to a close. Thanksgiving is right around the corner. My buddy and I went to the local Smiths and picked up a 21.25 lbs. Gobbler. For Ten bucks, that was awesome.

I reflect back upon the last twelve months at what I and my family can be thankful for. There are many things, I'm glad to state.

We may be paycheck to paycheck but we have a roof over our head,clothing on our backs and food on the table. Things have tightened, but with adjustments we always come out just ahead. We sorta of saw the economic trends coming, so since I am on disability and my old friend is on VA disability, with my wifes check. We comfortably live together in a three bedroom apartment. This being our first year together, its worked out rather nicely. We all have our own space and since we have known each other for seems forever, twenty plus years, its more like family than roommates. We have regular meetings every so often to make sure things are going accordingly and fair, and if there are any issues we deal with them up front.
I'm thankful for my children, young adults that they are, my daughter Janise and her husband to be Marshall,(they've been putting it off for her perfect wedding) are doing great, they had a bit of a windfall with some investments and bought a home, paid it off as a matter of fact and this is in Tahoe. So I am happy and proud that ey will always have a home and my two Grandkids will grow up in the same neighborhood and schools throughout their lives. Awesome.
My Son Joshua, was doing great, working two jobs, got married to a wonderful young Argentinian women. My daughter in law Romina, is the sweetest. He had a few set backs, but he is healthy, still moving forward has the love of a women and family. I'm positive that though this year may have disappointed them a bit this year, next year will be awesome.
My daughter Lori, my acclaimed Actress and singer, has been working her tail off for a decade now. Yes she is a working actress. But she also made the time for her Associates degree and will complete her Bachelors next December from Western Illinois university. This young lady has the talent and the drive to make her own stars.

This year we got to visit with all the kids, grandkids in Tahoe, rare and not wasted, we had a great time hiking,talking,eating. It was so much fun. My wife and I need more of that. It went to fast, but we enjoyed every moment.

I am Thankful, that I am still here with the Love of my life, center of my Universe. Eva. Together almost twenty years, we've survived some tough times. But I think my bypass five years ago really shook her up. Well just had stint number six put in two weeks ago, my bypass arteries look great and I feel ,Old,lol. Fifty next year,but still here.
I'm writing again more frequently,I'm thankful I still can. Looking forward to self publishing, already in the works. Should be completed early next year.I also have more idea's for a couple of other books, so look out for next year and self publishing. I may get to like this way instead of the conventional way of printing. Oh and I got a newer and better camera, although I still like my old one best, for now.

I spent a lot of time with my parents, my Mom had some heart complications and to honest it scared the hell out of me. I had just left her side at the hospital and was laying down on the couch near my Father(he has a hospital bed at there home downstairs),he has cancer and Parkinson's when the doctor called the house, saying there had been an incident. They are both still with us, getting older, hanging in. But I worry.

We are committed to have a more productive year the next twelve months. Tightening the belt, more home food storage, I am going to learn how to CAN, I could use my Grandparents right about now,lol. I remember it so clearly as a child. Our home was always filled with aroma's of cooking, canning, baking, it also helped heat the home. It has become something of a lost art at least in my family. So here goes, already doing my research as I type.

Our family was lucky we did not lose many this year. My wife Aunt Paulette to cancer, My Aunt Audrie to old age, my cousin Harry Fuller to a terrible auto accident. Our cousin Birgitta in Sweden.You all will be missed.

So all in all, I would say we have much to be grateful for. We aren't rich, we don't have the fancy lifestyle some may boast about, but what we've got i wouldn't trade for anything. Well maybe a bit more cash wouldn't hurt. here that Lord.

God Bless & Happy Thanksgiving

Just Saying

Monday, November 8, 2010

Another Ride

Rollin out at Four something in the morning
Woken by a brother who hasn’t had the benefit
Of the three hours sleep I had
Cup of black and a shot of whatever
A bag of aspirin that’ll get you revving

Showered the other day so that ain’t bad
Jeans rock hard from the road and oil
Armored in leather, silver, buckles and chains
Sometimes feels like a thousand pounds of gear
Like the knights of old, armored up

To take chase on pretty mounted steeds
Chromed, raked, stretched, blown, sleds, fast
Colorful banners and flags flying about them
They are polished, clean, monsters waiting
Waiting only to be fired up and let loose

Barely held down upon blackened pavement
By those that straddle them down
Those that rise to meet the road first prepare
Prepare to leave this stop not to return
Finding the freedom of the road exhilarating

One can dull any ill by way of the road
It hums, speaks to you, flowing like life blood
Pumping the heart and soul as one
Clearing the mind, all the bad is blown clear
Either in a group or as a loner , it cleanses

What is a Biker, the urge to ride, some would say
“If I have to explain it, you wouldn’t understand”.
I would say it’s the kind of man that knows himself
Can stand on his own, win or lose, keeping dignity
One that doesn’t know nobody, and has been no where

But of the Poet Biker, I say he rides on…………..