Freedom Rolling

Freedom RollsThere is a freedom when the tires are rolling over dirt and the only sound you hear is the wind in your ears. ~M

If I can bicycle, I bicycle. ~David Attenborough

I have always struggled to achieve excellence. One thing that cycling has taught me is that if you can achieve something without a struggle it’s not going to be satisfying. ~Greg LeMond

Cycling can be lonely, but in a good way. It gives you a moment to breathe and think, and get away from what you’re working on. ~David Byrne

 If biking is your passion, set aside time to enjoy a good ride. ~Patrick Dempsey

What is your passion and what sets you free?


Softly She Smiles

Saturday Night Fun - Hats!Softly she smiles
My heart melts beneath her style
Her long blonde hair reflects the sun
She laughs joyously and I quickly come undone
We waited forever
Hoping on the edge of never
Your arrival was a light in the dark
A finely crafted jewel reflecting sparks
Growing so fast
The world you learned was vast
Life throws curves and pain persists
Evil lurks in the shadows and does exist
The front yard
As you wander your joy I guard
Watching you there I marvel at grace
The innocence that is revealed in your face
My zealous mission
To protect you always from perdition
My life for yours to prevent life’s painful trials
Unassuming and unaware turning she softly smiles

~Mark Schutter ©2014

This is somewhat of a follow-up or companion piece to my recent poem ‘Comes A Reckoning’ which was inspired by the prompt about Social Change posted on The Reverie. There is evil in the world and we must protect the innocence of our daughter’s and son’s when we can by choosing to be a light in the dark. You will make a difference, the question is what kind of difference will you make? ~M

Voting on Social Change


Read some fantastic poetry submissions about Social Change at The Reverie and vote for your favorite! My submission ‘Comes A Reckoning’ is there also! >
Have a great Saturday!

Originally posted on The Reverie:

It has been amazing to check out all the poetry inspired this week by Tamara’s prompt of social change. Have you been reading your fellow poets? Well, now’s your chance!

Check them out and vote on your favorite. Voting will last until midnight tonight and the community favorite will be featured on the site tomorrow at 10 am EST.

Thank you for participating and we’ll see you next Monday for a new prompt!

In the meantime, consider submitting to our anthology, which is open and accepting submissions now.

Free Thinking Door by Faycin A Croud

Something’s wrong…terribly wrong by Francisco

Next Time by Tempest Rose

When Will People Learn by A.C. Elliot

Nameless faces! by The Ranting Crow

The Drowning Man by Jaklumen

No thanks to you media by Staci Lys Dunn Silva

Only Way Out by Twindaddy

Just dump it! by Serins

Comes A Reckoning by Mark Schutter

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Comes A Reckoning

Whether she was conceived in love,
or not.
Under the cover of darkness,
or in the light.
Born into untainted innocence,
she still shines.
Like diamonds in the sky.
A candle lit for all to see,
lighting a path for others into tomorrow.
She grows more beautiful,
as times slowly goes by.
The world is full of adventure to explore,
and the innocence remains.
But sinister evil lurks,
behind lurid smiles.
Hiding dark thoughts and twisted desires.
They seek to take what is not theirs,
a gift that was hers only to one day freely give.
The winds howl and thunder rolls,
as she screams, “NO!”
Through the pounding beats of her shattered heart.
Within her mind he will now forever reside,
banging a drum for all time.
He took from her only what he desired.
Using and abusing he carelessly left behind
only a scarred shell.
The dark velvet of trickery and deceit,
silenced her screams.
He easily snuffed out her candle’s flame,
in a moment of his twisted glee.
Is she forever lost and fallen,
an angel with no wings.
For somewhere deep within she hides
from so many other things.
Her heart has melted into a pool,
like a candles puddled wax.
He took something she can never get back.
My father’s heart breaks as I look into her eyes.
The pain, the sorrow, where the only the haunting,
now resides.
To protect at all costs and shield her from the
misery and pain is my mission.
I will kill and destroy those who come,
to take from her only what they desire.
These are the hard hands that softly picked her up
when she fell.
These same hands that gently cradled her
to ease her pain.
Comes a reckoning with these same
hard hands, and you only have yourself to blame.

~Mark Schutter ©2014

This poem was written in response to the prompt to write About the Social Change You Want to See posted by Tamara Woods on The Reverie, a poetic publication journal. Whether it is child sex trafficking, child sexual abuse or rape; as a father and a man it sickens my stomach. This is pure evil that perverts what is pure for its own twisted desires. It exists in the world and it is up to us to be vigilant and to do what we can to protect and help the innocent.

The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil
is for good men to do nothing.
~Edmund Burke

Fade to Black

Slowly you drift away
And could not stay
You are not coming back
Fade to black
Screams of anguish
Vacant staring eyes
Seeing a future die
Left alone I languish
You took all I knew
You took all my dreams
You took nothing it seems
You left and took my future too
I can’t be what they always want me to be
They always want way too much of me
So I shrink back into the shadows
My clanging heart like a bell does tolls
So I shrink from union with another soul
Then shines your light
The darkness fades
And a love cascades
As grace chases away my night

~Mark Schutter ©2014

"Fade to Black"

“Fade to Black”


Dream Big – Milestone Markers

wpid-wp-1409441486211.jpegYes, we were here! On a recent camping trip we found an unbroken clay pigeon and my daughter wrote a note to mark the spot and set up a marker, letting others that might pass that way know that we had been there.  What really got me was that she added the ‘Dream Big’ at the end.  Why, I wondered? From the mind of a 9 1/2 year-old the world is infinitely large and everything is possible.  For many years she had been changing her mind almost daily about what she wants to be when she grows up, but her dreams have always remained big! 

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Photograph by Carri ©2014  at Grace Unveiled

The past year or so her dreams have focused like a laser on horses.  Everything she wants now and in the future revolves around horses. (See the photo to the right.)  She dreams of being a national champion (she currently rides Arabian horses and competes in English Hunter) and to be a trainer one day.  She has already won a Grand Championship for her age group at a show sponsored by the Daffodil Arabian Horse Association of Washington. You can watch a short video of this in my previous post The Championship Ride! Although, the details may change somewhat, her dreams remain big! She see’s the world as full of opportunity and promise.  Oh, how I envy her at times.  I have lately begun to realize that I have walked away from a lot of my dreams.  I do still dream, but they seem just that, only dreams, which vanish like fog with the rising of the sun.  I have marked those milestones of failure and regret, much more so than my successes and joys. How different would the world be if we all pursued our dreams believing that we could not fail. The outcome is not as important as the pursuit. I am into the second chapter of my life and most likely have I have less time left here on earth than I have been alive. 

So now what? I am pursuing dreams, trying to send out ripples and shine a light into the darkness both my own and others.  If you also have walked away from your dreams, of your youth or adulthood. I encourage you to rekindle those dreams, those desires as I am trying to do.

Dream as if you’ll live forever. Live as if you’ll die today. ~James Dean

Your dreams of tomorrow and someday, can ignite the fire that burns brightly your life of today.  Let today be a milestone marker, celebrate it and dream big!

 Now, tell me what you are going to do. I want to hear your stories so I can encourage you on the journey! God blesses the dreamers! ~M