Father’s Day
Today I reflect on the past,
Strong hands helped tie my shoes,
Taught me important things
I cherish today and always.
My character is my foundation
Laid in place by a gentle man.
The things I learned so long ago
Built me to be the best I could.
Tangible habits are the evidence
But those unseen traits are my walls.
Honor, manners and respect were learned
Mostly by example, some by a slap
Gratitude fills my heart every day.
Living life is my daily tribute
We had good and bad times
But through it all we shared love.
Sometimes spoken, but mainly unsaid
I am proud to call this gentle man, Dad.
Robert Dodson
June 21, 2009
My Texas
She fills my spirit with awesome beauty,
Her peaks struggle to reach cerulean sky,
Valleys shelter my spirit tenderly,
Sandy white shore touch ocean’s subtle sigh.
A looming vista lands on my senses,
Desert opens barren retreat discerned
Bluebonnets spread allure among fences
About my lady much is to be learned.
Freedom’s love fights for honor glorified
Urban and rural cowboys brag proudly,
Victory’s slogan shouted turned the tide
The bells of liberty echoed loudly.
Rarely has a feeling arrived vexes
Many who hail the grandeur of Texas.
Robert Dodson
June 18, 2009
Freedom
Where does fleeting freedom shine its hope now?
Lady Liberty dances around my soul,
I have seen her wiped from furrowed brow
It is on the miners face darkened by coal.
Freedom unfurls its being through the land,
Found in cities and farms among mountains,
The loving couple walking on the sand,
The Marine standing at stiff attention.
It is beginning to climb a great wall,
Symbols of won victory call loudly,
Stars and Stripes waves singly to call,
Passing citizens salute so proudly.
Time and freedom lie upon blowing wind,
Freedom waits only for the human mind.
Robert Dodson
June 15, 2009
Huskers
Mysterious spirit leaves restless hope
Attached at spongy railing ripened long,
Rippled curves splashes being as pope;
Liberated feelings sing their low song.
Events course rapidly through creation
Natural corn husks emit fervent roar,
Elements stranded pace their lonely fun
Bravado exudes its lonesome, sad core.
Intense emotion draws near the surface
Travel destiny reaches minds’ false tip,
Taking meaning from soulful, painted lace,
Nuzzled within magical parted lips.
Emerging loudly on enemy ears,
Roaring multitude shouts Go, Go Huskers!
Robert Dodson
June 2, 2009
