These words stand alone, And says it all, and forever… "The Pass" Proud swagger out of the school yardWaiting for the world's applauseRebel without a conscienceMartyr without a cause Static on your frequencyElectrical storm in your veinsRaging at unreachable gloryStraining at invisible chains And now you're trembling on a rocky ledgeStaring down into a heartless …
Author: jeff lud
Dad x3. Writer. Lion. @pacbio SCM. One Mission: Make it GOOD | Optimism | Resilience | Fam/Life/Biz | #halffullallgood #goodstuff
Inspired! Fall Epic: Hell of the North
Paris - Roubaix. A grinder. One of the oldest races in Europe. Raced this passed Sunday. This year’s edition, particularly heroic, dramatic. Dirty, wet, dangerous. It came down to three. The strongest for the day and in the moment crossed the line first. Sonny Cobrelli of Bahrain Victorious; Italian Champion, European Champion; now has hoisted …
Flex, Redux
Best laid plans, crashing down. Get over it. Let go. Move on. Next, please. Life’s too short to get bogged down. Flex, slip, GO.
Spool Up
Particular energy, particular purpose, work week start, Fire the engine, feel the warm pump through you, Anticipation, what’s ahead? What’s expected, what’s not? Yet to come, all before you, coming at you, direct hit expected, head on, into the fray, Spool UP.
Blog Like a Tweet: Sloggin’ Thru Sat.
Why so slow, touch and go, tick along, one thing at a time, Easy, then not, happy then not, weird mood, struggle, the pot, Call the kettle black, awhile, another trial, fun to the brim, bubble over, Try again, Tomorrow.
Weekend Night Muse, Have Some Sense: The Riff Continues
Everything slows, anticipation no more, now here. Recollection, a muse from the not too different future follows, kids messing, heart beat slowing, weekend… “What is our true place in the world? All around it comes at us: what to see, hear, feel, the big three, there like it or not, want it out not, it’s …
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Blog Like A Tweet: Weekend Night Slow
Weekend night slow, pace is different. Kids muddle about, so do I, a little more carefree, a little less stressed. Read a little more, stare a little more, exhale. #dadlife #dadslife #weekend
Glimmer
A glimmer of hope, that’s what I find; That’s what I find when I look up close, when I’m open, eyes, arms, wide. A bit of hope, a friendly tone, an unexpected embrace, literally, figuratively, over a screen, right in front of me, Close to touch, pay gently, love gently, eternally, the glimmer will not …
Lyrics Post: “Bubble Toes”
One of my favorite, early Jack Johnson songs. A particular affection well-stated; a catchy tune, imaginative description, inspired vision: “Bubble Toes.” GOOD. "Bubble Toes" It's as simple as something that nobody knows that her eyes are as big As her bubbly toes On the feet of a queen of the hearts of the cards and …
The Power of Words
Words, I like them. I use them a lot. Words help me frame, outline, understand my circumstance. Words help me solve my problems. Words energize me. Words help me heal. Words are my salvation, the very fabric, the DNA by which I connect to others, to the world around me, to maybe just a little …
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