Wasted Pleasures

by Dewayne Allday

February 19, 2010

If a tree falls in the woods

and someone wasn't there to hear,

do you think it made a noise?

If a sweet plum falls from a tree

and someone wasn't there to taste,

isn't that a waste?

If a strawberry ripens near the ground

and noone's there to be it found

my God a waste it is.

If a grape falls from the vine,

never to make it into wine

and a peach drops from it's branch

and it looks up and says

"I missed my dance".

So let's make sure

we don't miss our chance,

not rot, not waste.

We all just want

 a little taste.

We all just want

to not be waste.

Fallen Rainbow

by Dewayne Allday

2009

From the heavens a majestic

image suspended from the clouds,

dropping color, giving substance

to my heart on the sound

of a whisper that lingers alone

near my ears, in my soul,

calming the quandry of tears,

settling to rest the angelic fears,

that have been gone,

since that last song was sung,

when the dialog was born,

and the war was won.

Mounting the Mount

by Dewayne Allday

2009

My minds a swirl,

a mirey murl,

a thousand gates

that flood my world.

I climb the mount

and look about;

amongst the sane,

where is Dewayne?

Up on the ice I place my pick,

my sunglasses contain the glare

I think.

My rope, my harness, my wits

hold firm; my safety

doesn't make me squirm.

It's cold my dear, my fearless queen,

no thoughts of where I am or been.

The ice runs deep inside my veins,

but the blood my heart

pumps is all a flame.

Can it, will it, might it melt it,

can it, kill it, or maybe tame it,

the ice monster in my veins?

Can that beast be contained,

the warmth and cold

doth wax and wane?

What do I know, for now I climb

and endure the pain;

Until that day I mount the mount,

until that day it's all explained;

and once on top,

I'll stand my ground,

I'll plant my flag,

and trust my warmth

will melt the snow

and mine eyes will bring forth

tears that overflow the valleys

down below.

I'll dance around a love so pure,

a song will serenade my heart and show

that all the while with pain's a gain,

it's worth the time, that mountain mile.

For this I know, my heart does show.

For this I know, my heart does show,

and this place I want to go,

and this place I want to know.

Wind and Ashes

by Dewayne Allday

2009

When want meets want

and like meets like;

When desire meets desire

and the ashes explode into fire,

I just want to know

what the winds gonna blow,

where the song's gonna fall

when my destiny calls;

and the wind's knocking at my door

every day, every hour, every minute,

keeping me going 'til I'm finished

with this race, in this place,

in this little space I call my corner

of the universe,

a big bang I can hang

my hat on and be

justified through my tears,

through my eyes,

til the end, til the beginning,

forever singing my song.

Facebook Status Haiti

January 16, 2010 - Shortly After watching news about Haiti

Facebook Comment - "I wish I could just leave and go to Haiti"

January 28, 2010 - Left for Haiti

God's Promise

January 17, 2010

It's a new day. We always trust even when there's no other consistency in life that the sun will rise, so always look and greet it in the morning and say "Thank-you God for that promise"

-Dewayne Allday

Decisions

January 19, 2010

There is a lot of strength in making a decision, even though it may not be the right decision, at some point, there will be a right decision that will be life moving.

- Dewayne Allday

Second Chances

February 12, 2010

Sometimes you get a second chance in life, sometimes a third chance, sometimes a forth. Here's a toast to the third or more chances in life!!

- Dewayne Allday

Gifts

February 16, 2010

If you have a gift, give it, otherwise what's the fun of having it?

- Dewayne Allday

Sparrows Fly and Water Falls

By Dewayne Allday

February 18, 2010

A sparrow fell from the sky one day

and stood beside a waterfall.

The sky was grey that day, I say,

And night was on its weary way.

The sparrow knew the night was coming,

And the sparrow’s heart was really longing

For a friend to share the pain, to make again,

To fly the skies, and over sea, and over land.

The water fell, and fell and fell

And the sparrow said, “oh my goodness, well,

If the waterfall, falls, and falls, and falls

And I know God designed it, all in all,

Oh gracious me, oh gracious my,

My God designed me to fly”. So I pondered why and

I questioned Him, and God kissed my heart and said,

“It’s okay to feel again, to fly again, to smile again.

It’s okay to love again, and I’ll tell you something else:

Appreciate the waterfall for what it is, forever falls,

Appreciate the rocks abound and the streams around,

They talk as if in dialog, with the winds, the trees,

The living leaves whispering in your ear my dear,

As if to tell you what you know, a heart so pure,

Must fly again, I only gave you legs, so you could land, but

I gave you song, so you can sing, I gave you eyes, so you can see,

And I gave you heart, so that you can fly,

and your wings are just their alibi.

Beside a rock across the stream there sits

Someone, something, a bird no less, watching

Sunlight glisten through the mist as the water fell,

And I was thinking, “Well. Patience doesn’t love

A lonely heart, two hearts apart, two spirits kindred,

Separated by a stream in spring, where the water falls,

but I know that sparrows were designed to fly,

and I know this day, that I will start working

on this heart of mine. I desire to fly, not walk, or sit

Or talk for very long. I’m designed to sing of flight,

not sadness blight, nor strings or kites,

because I know she’s there, my heart it tells

me faith and love go hand in hand.

And they both got their heart that day,

And now the water fall was in their way,

So both birds took flight into the sky,

And, seeing each other, said “Hi”.

God said, “This time I reached down and helped you up,

And next time you’ll share each other’s cup,

And when one is empty, the other fills,

And you both will understand that water falls

and sparrows fly, and flying is your destiny.”

The Tree

November 26th, 2007

by Dewayne Allday

Once there was a tree

dwelling there for me to see.

Up on a hill it took its stand,

From it’s high limbs you see the land.

It’s branches wide to hold me tight,

It’s limbs so soft to touch me light.

The roots were firm, implanted deep

Without that tree, it makes me weep.

The wind will come from far and wide

The force is strong, the ocean’s tide,

I cannot see, I cannot be

Without that tree right next to me.

When it’s dark, oh when it rains

I cannot seem to much complain,

The limbs explode in bright menu

as a million flowers long to do,

Those colors swarm me into the air,

A smell none other can compare.

They spin me up and all around

But then they ….Gently let me down.

Oh tree, my tree, how I miss you dear

We’ve known each other from ages past

You know old friend it's made to last.

Remembered today, forgotten yesterday

Me you, and you me, a mirror in a melody.

A Love Poem

by Dewayne Allday, 2009

There is a bubbly stream,

A bubbly blushing rose,

A tingly sensation that

Lingers, tickles, wrinkles

Up my nose.

My fast beating heart

Thumping, romping in

My chest,

Waiting, waiting, saying

Can I pass that test…

Tell me super lady,

Who’s dreams and skies

Fill up those glistening eyes,

Can I sail the ocean’s greats

And float the river’s course,

Can I sail to greats unknown

Inside your ever spacious boat?,

Will you let me kiss your heart,

And never say goodbye…?

Will you hold mine real close,

And keep it warm inside…?

Will you kiss my lips sweet princess

And hold me for all time?

Love Burns It All

By Dewayne Allday

July 4th, 2009

The sun sang a song

Called “Love Burns It All”

And the lyrics go something like this:

How can smiles and laughter

And so many miles together

On many moonlit nights,

Turn into so many fights?

How can googles of giggles

And two tons of tickles,

every sun shiny day,

take us on separate ways?

How can two hearts alive

Become two brains colliding,

Sliding a slippery path

pending no coming back

Today?

How can two birds that fly

Drop out from that sky?

How can two souls that soar,

Just not love any more

Today?

Love burns it all.

Love burns it all.

It takes two, it takes you, it takes we,

It burns all of me baby.

The River

by Dewayne Allday

4/11/08

You say there's a river,

her banks far and wide,

and I know that it's true,

as wide as the tide.

I've floated, I've swam

I've boated, I've dived,

upstream and downstream

and cross-stream I've tried.

But that river ran away today

and all I really want to say,

is carry this day with me

and float my boat down

to where the levee breaks,

do dare my love to take

the swell of the river,

my bow and my quiver,

so that my hands will reach

from both of her banks,

and pull that tide tight,

and run that course deep,

until the pressure builds,

and the levee breaks,

until the dams explode,

and my heart drains the lake,

and the calm of a rainbow

casts a peace down below,

where the salt of the river,

meets the oceans sweet tide.

Song Bird

by Dewayne Allday

Please save me song bird,

and sing a song.

Show your colors

and don’t wait too long.

I’m waiting for daylight

in a black as coal night

wanting to set you loose

and save us in our plight.

Please save us song bird,

we’re caged up too.

The cage that holds you

has a hold on us too.

Song bird, Song bird,

sing us a song.

Show us your colors

and don’t wait too long.

Song bird, song bird,

where is your voice.

I’ve been too busy,

but not by my choice.

Dwelling withing

and dwelling without.

How did we get here?

How do we get out?

Canary bird, Canary bird,

Fly, fly, fly.

Within you, without you,

I may die.

June 9th, 2007

For me, poems come to life from inspired thought and this particular poem was written about a bird, a colorful bird, a canary. Years ago coal miners had a safety device that protected them from death in the coal mines. It was a canary in a cage. What a miserable life some of those coal miners must have had in those dark mines years ago. The canary, as beautiful as it was, had very sensitive lungs. It sat there on it's perch singing along and also gave the coal miners something to see and listen too during their work. Coal mining was very dangerous work for more reasons than one. Different gases could go undetected in the mine and actually kill the miners. When the canary with the weaker lungs started to bobble and couldn't sing it meant that the gases were at a dangerous level and the coal miners must get out fast! I just felt sad for both the coal miners and the song bird and it inspired the poem.

Six Quarters

by Dewayne Allday
Sunday, September 21, 2008

I'm headed for church to

meet the drink machine,

in hopes to see

how his week has been.

I can't seem to remember when

I've felt so lonely inside.

The winds have blown

some change my way,

leaving my pockets

emptier than yesterday,

I was hoping today

I'd get to say "I love you".

I'm headed to church to

meet the drink machine,

in hopes to ask

about her music class.

It's been five sunsets

since I hugged her last,

and I miss her so much.

Six quarters in an

empty pocket,

a dollar-fifty

and a broken heart.

None of this even

begins to start

describing how much

I miss them.

The Untitled Song

by Dewayne Allday

October 23, 2007

The rain has come,

my song has sung.

The dew drop's

turned to mud.

The sun's without,

the clouds about,

My bones

are all alone.

Some will say

on this fall day

that the rain has washed

it all away,

but I tell you dear,

I have no fear.

There's more power

than the storm.

And though it seems,

although lost and worn,

we can't repair

what has been torn.

I see the sun,

let it be done,

God's will to see

a seed be born.

Kites

by Dewayne Allday

No one ever knows

How the wind blows

Except those who see it

And those who feel it.

No one ever misses it,

Except on those hot days

When the mouth runs dry

And the kites are flying

In that bright blue sky

And you look up once,

And you look up twice

And you see it dance

And you say per chance,

I might hold it in my hand today,

If but by a little string,

And kiss the sky

And take up wings.

Such a beautiful creation,

A heavenly temptation,

Whisking through my hair

As if fingers in the air

Saying, "Come with me if you dare."

But I can’t, said the blind man.

I can feel but cannot see,

I can walk, but cannot fly.

Breathe it in, breathe it out,

You cannot speak of it without

A gentle blush, a gentle sound,

A gentle thought that turns to doubt.

God, where are you?

Please hold my hand,

And take me through,

This dry land.

You know my heart,

You understand.

Don’t let me fall,

I’m all I can. You made me here, and took me there

You hold my strings, you know I care.

You loved me then, please love me now.

Don’t let me fall, I’m all I can.

Don't let me fall, I'm all I can.

Vision

February 19, 2008

Vision is likened unto a climbing rose that knows early

in life both how high and what colors it will be.

- Dewayne Allday

Time

February 7, 2008

Time waits on worthwhile things

optimist's know the joy it brings.

- Dewayne Allday

Profound Question

January 31, 2008

If it's not your road, then who's road is it?

- Dewayne Allday

Stones

January 23, 2008

You can count every stone in life as either

a stepping stone or a stumbling stone...

Learn from the past, live for today, plan for tomorrow...

- Dewayne Allday

People I Admire

People I Admire by Dewayne Allday, January 17, 2008


Here is a partial list of my heroes and people I admire...

Benjamin Franklin - If there was anyone in history that I can totally relate too it's Benjamin Franklin.. Reading his writings are like reading myself

Thomas Jefferson - These guys loved our country and used their gifts not out of corruption (except maybe for the occasional slip up :o)

Winston Churchill - For taking a firm stand against someone that was obviously a threat and not taking a back seat in the matter.

Teddy Roosevelt - For the mentor he was, the man he was, the leader he was. For taking a bullet from an assassin and still giving his speach while the bullet was still in him.

Helen Keller - For a person that some said could not see, she could see oh so well

Mother Teresa - Time recently disclosed some of Mother Teresa’s personal diaries (which really ticked me off) of how at times later in her life she felt no presence of God. Actually, if the editor had any sense or religion, whatsoever, he would have not have shown his incompetence by allowing the article to go to print. Obviously he didn’t understand faith (although we all need a little reminder from time to time). The bad kid needs constant supervision. Anyway, despite the "absence of God’s voice" later in life, she still did what God originally told her to do in the beginning when he was building her faith, talking to her, and teaching her life-long lessons. She was “the good kid” and if it was true that towards the end of her tenure here on earth, she truly felt no presence of God, or had no constant reminder from God to keep going, yet kept doing what God had originally told her to do early in her life, there is certainly no better testament of what faith is. When I get to Heaven I'll see her on a well deserved pedestal, and I'd love to sweep the floor in her kitchen.

Princess Diana - I admire this woman. She was/is an example for all. She could have been in the shadows like many, but she went to the front, and was not some little puppet. She was herself. She was real. She seized her window in time and made it into something wonderful. She was human, but she was everything a princess should be.

Dots

by Dewayne Allday

January 12, 2008

Connect the dots,

I think alot

of something that

is often not.

A dot is what?

A speck of ink,

A little wink,

Or something that

Can't even blink.

Two dots together,

Two birds, a feather,

Two knots untethered,

Where one straight line

Cannot be severed.

North star, my star,

Staring down from oh so far,

Why do you ask me

Where you are?

Connect the dots,

I fathom not!

Ran out of ink,

A dull pencil,

a crayon that,

Should be culled.

I wonder what

The dots could be,

If I could draw,

If I could see.

I wonder what

is there for me,

If I perceived,

If I believed.

Connect the dots,

I think alot,

has to do,

with the lot.

Per chance, per brains

per heart explained,

Heaven knows,

From whence we came.

But here today,

From whence so far,

from that dot,

from that star.

God Gave us Hummingbirds

by Dewayne Allday

June 17, 2007

Last winter early on

whilst sitting in a swing.

Clouds and grey kept drifting in

and the cold meandering.

Where you dwelt, I wasn't sure

where I was, a blur,

but sitting on that porch that day,

the cold I would endure.

Then out flew that hummingbird

from that bold green cedar tree.

It flew straight to that feeder,

for only me to see.

Then one and two and three

and four, came sailing to my glee.

Then five and six and seven,

eight, nine more for me to see.

I began to see that God

had brought them here for me,

and color started coming back

into that winter day.

Then forty more were flying 'bout

like I've never seen.

My eyes perked up, my spirits too

and I slowly stood

I eased towards that feeder

as if they understood.

Must have been fifty birds flying 'bout

and darting as they could.

My eyes felt damp as I reached up

and slowly placed my hand

right below those hummingbirds

wings blowing like a fan.

Believe you will, believe you not

I touched that hummingbird's tail.

I wish you well, I wish to tell

God's love will prevail...

Sunflowers

by Dewayne Allday
4/27/08

A sunflower in the rain or two,

wondering what they were to do,

silently seeking a summer simmer,

secretly sneaking a winter giggle,

patiently waiting, impatiently needing,

diligently keeping the faith.

Why does the rain keep falling,

and the dew drops calling,

and the sunshine only comes

out every other day?

Testify why the whispers scare

and the blind don’t care

'bout why clouds brisk through

and we mimic as sunflowers do,

turning our heads another way?

Sunshine surmising a sunflower’s thoughts.

and we open up our hearts to our wants,

wishing, waiting, wonderfully creating

a figurative place, not far from grace,

to dance the night into the morn,

to morn the place that fell from grace,

and fill that space to flee abase,

a sunflower wants a sun lit face,

and sunlight needs a sun lit place.

In case you wonder what I want,

I wish to see you grace to grace.

Complacency

by Dewayne Allday
May 19, 2008

Complacency is in the mind of

Simpleminded folk,

In the hearts of those

Who never really spoke.

For whatever reason

Than they didn't

Have a clue or

have a mind, have a heart of

What's right or what to do.

Those who know what your colors are

Orange and gold and green and blue,

This poem of which tells you what

We ought, we need, what should we do.

When times are hard, when times are right,

We push the truth, with all our might,

Our hearts, our minds, our souls we are

but stars connected, constellations,

joined together, we form a nation,

of truth, of justice,

our Lord above us.

God bless this town

and the good that's on us.

Education Can Jump Start a Country

I'm not sure if you other ENFP's out there get around as much as I do, but although we have many strengths in our personality, unfortunately we also have weaknesses such as starting many projects before finishing others. To be quite honest, I've had so many projects since starting this blog, I forgot all about my goal to "Save the World". ;o)

I recently went on a great eye opening experience to Haiti for 10 days, getting in there a couple of weeks after the big quake hit. This trip was a real eye opener for me helping to realize that we shouldn't listen to people who tell you "One drop of orange juice in the ocean doesn't raise it's elevation" because five guys from Richmond, Virgina and myself made a significant difference for Hope Orphanage during our tenure there and the gift keeps on giving. Every evening after work my trusty sidekick Malachi Mills and I went through hundreds of pictures I'd taken throughout the day and emailed them to my local newspaper, The Selma Times Journal (http://www.selmatimesjournal.com/) where Leesha Faulkner connected them together in the form of a youtube video (http://www.youtube.com/). You can read 9 days of the blog on the STJ website by searching the term "mission haiti" under search. The video link isn't there any longer, but to see the videos go to youtube and search "dewayne allday haiti" and most of them will pull up under "day 1", "day 4", "day 8" etc.

Sometimes you've got to see life through the eyes of one of the poorest countries in the world simplified before you can see what's wrong in your own corner of the world. In Haiti, you can see how important education truly is. Truth is, education can save that country and if it can turn Haiti around, it can turn this country around. A better education system as a whole can make our country stronger, more stable and also more competitive in this crazy world economy. I believe this to be true with my entire heart.