Luke's sabor, and the choice

lukes saber, and the choice.

still it calls to me

like a saber 

long left in a chamber.

to be preserved,

or neglected.

once it was a choice,

or leap of faith.

he took it from me

like my childhood

and my mom.

he saught to preserve

but only destroyed.

now to me it seeks,

the choice,

to return ,

or destroy.

can we be redeemed

the saber 

my father 

and me.

*the saber that preserved our lives in the clone wars, took the lives of the young ones at at the jedi temple.  Tools do not destroy men choose to destroy.

(714) 733-9969

I lost it today,

my religion.

Left long neglected,

so long ago.

like a sign,

on a road,

to nowhere.

like a phone booth, 

in the desert.

Do I call it, 

or does it call me.

and when i call

does it hear me?

ring

and ring
and ring.

still i ask,
Is it the service,

or is it me.

Note "losing my religion" is a reference to the R.E.M song. It refers to losing ones temper.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mojave_phone_booth

This the phone number for a pay phone that once stood, in the crossroads, in the middle of the Mojave Desert.

-- 

Steven Bassett

Uncle Eddie's jewerly box

There it sits.

Its owner long past gone.

What does a man do
With a jewerly box.

To him, was a thing a man desired,

like football, and crochet.

He was like his fruitcakes, many people thought.

But I learned different.

The ladies at the nursing home, loved him.

So strong, and gentle, and kind.

Then she came, admired him long,  she had, from a far.

Brought together then, by the ladies.

Now they are one, together and apart.

She will now, join him, never to depart.

And we will have the memories,

and the jewerly box.