A friend and I took a quick road trip to Chicago this weekend to attend the Chicago Underground Blues Experience or Cube 2015. We did some blues dancing and met some nice people. We also managed to see some of Chicago while we were there. The drive at just over 10 hours wasn’t horrible even though the people of Chicago love their horns. Now it is back to the day to day which includes training for my ballroom dance teacher certification and making progress on several creative projects I have stewing. I closed another kid case right before I left town and need to pick up a few new ones. I have a new position on the B.O.D. for my kid agency which I am also very excited about. I am enthusiastically running again; which is the activity that took the longest to recover post ankle surgery. I will continue to plug along as we await results from my husband application to a government agency which may take us to far away place. For now I am looking forward to August when he will move from graveyard to day shift. This will be a first in our married life. This will happen shortly after we celebrate our six wedding anniversary. Well that is enough about me. I have a couple of new poems for you below. I hope you enjoy.
The road is my mistress
My mistress is never far from my thoughts
Even when I seek the comfort of home and the anchor of my loves arms.
As I fall asleep at night she sings songs of enchanted evenings dancing under the stars and of sights and sounds of places near and far.
Each night I am briefly transport back there and I can once again smell the essence of the place and taste its food. See its people and its places of wonder and delight.
In the morning she whispers in my ear of dances not dance, places not seen, and experiences not had and she seeks to seduce once again.
I know soon I will pack my bags and join her unable to resisted her.
For she is my mistress and I love her.
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Parts matter not
A fiery spirit that sparkles in the eyes
A passionate and kind heart
A seeker of knowledge and adventure
That is what enchants me
Parts matter not