Poetry

I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul

I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul

I love serendipity. “I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul” has been a favorite quote of mine since I read it in Napoleon Hill’s Think and Grow Rich, but I had forgotten the original source (if I ever knew it). Serendipity #1: My wife gave me a...

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The Guest House – Rumi

The Guest House – Rumi

Friday night I attended a screening of The Shadow Effect (which I highly recommend –- more on that later). In it, Debbie Ford quotes a poem by 13-century poet and mystic Rumi. I was deeply moved by its call for us to all embrace the diversity of the human experience. All too often in...

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Untitled #3 – My “Austin Makes a Book” Submission

Untitled #3 – My “Austin Makes a Book” Submission

A few weeks ago on Twitter, I heard about the Austin Makes a Book project, a book that will be crowdsourced for both content and funding. I’m already a published nonfiction author, but I’ve always wanted to have some of my poetry published as well, so this seemed like the perfect opportunity. If you’re...

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Buster Died Today

Buster Died Today

Actually, he didn’t – it was about two years ago. But my friend Mindy Audlin’s dog Ted did just pass away, and she wrote a beautiful tribute on her blog, Remembering Ted. Reading it, of course, brought up all those old feelings in me. I wrote a poem at the time Buster passed that...

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I Had No Time to Hate

Someone got under my skin tonight. I’m unashamed of the fact that I try to maintain a positive outlook on life, and some people apparently have a problem with that. Life’s too short to suffer fools. This all reminded me of my very favorite poem, by Emily Dickinson: I had no time to hate,...

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In the Silence

In the Silence

Ever stayed up really, really late working on something to the point of exhaustion, and you pass out for just a few minutes, and when you wake up, you’ve got a second wind? This was from one of those nights. In the silence Heavy eyelids Fall, but consciously. Drifting thoughts And mental notes Escape...

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