Thrill (an acrostic poem)


That first time my lips grazed yours

How my world changed forever

Racing hearts beating together

It left me dizzy and short of breath

Let me tell you, I couldn’t wait to do that again

Loving that hit of raw adrenaline

Cinema (an acrostic poem)


Composing art through words and images

Inspiring imagination and thought through deep story telling

Nobody is falling asleep in the dark, too much emotion and adrenaline

Everyone is mesmerized by what is happening on the big screen

Many will watch it again at home, but that collective theater experience is special

Allowing for a brief moment a community zeitgeist that can be transformative

Thrilled (an acrostic poem)

There was only so much adrenaline that could flood her system

Helen felt the seat vibrate as the engine revved

Rolling through the corner with the gas pedal on the floor

If she could just squeeze out a bit more speed

Looking for an opening to make her move

Leaping at her chance she dove to the bottom, hoping her car would stick

Even with the other car, she slowly drifted up the track

Determined to never be left behind again



A Perfectly Good Plane

‘What’s the last thing that goes through a bugs mind when it hits your windshield?  Its butt!’

That was the joke that flashed through my mind as I jumped out of the airplane.  The rush of air, adrenaline, and not a small dose of fear roared out the canned laughter that followed the joke.  Of course all I could think of, well besides holy crap I’m falling, was the adjustment of that joke to what was the last thing that was going through my mind when my chute didn’t open?  I was still working on the answer when the person I was riding pulled the cord and we seemed to go from falling to flying straight up.  I know that I wasn’t zooming up into the sky, but it sure seemed it.  As we came to a standup landing I finally came up with the answer to my joke.

Nothing, because the experience was mind blowing.