movies @ 10: 30 am

Took my daughter and her best friend to see Soul Surfer . Thought I would sleep while the girls watched the movie, but found myself  interested in this up lifting movie. Noticed a tear fall from my Izzybubba's pretty brown eyes as she reached for my hand. Heart melting.........

chicken parm

Dinner with my daughter last evening . Always enjoyed watching her eat chicken parm with penne pasta, something about how she always gets mozzarella in her hair and doesnt care . MMMM thanks daddy , burp ! that was good , can we go to the mall?  she asked with a tomatoey smile.

Rainy day

It has been a week or so since my last post ( busy finishing The Tear Avenger ) but the smell of this mornings gentle rain reminded me of  this poem......


Mist on a Wave     :  Thirty years have gone by and I am old and dieing

but my heart is still her slave.  I find myself here
today with memories fading in and out like the mist on a wave.
Maybe you’re here wondering too , do you know I am still
in love with you
Standing along the back river the place you showed me
were dolphin hide and pelican fly, I find myself here today
my heart still her slave and memories fading in and out
like the mist on a wave
clouds gray and leprous form as I walk along the beach
passing the stilted house we stayed that amazing week
I see a woman gazing at the decaying Tybee sky , could it
be you ? I pray with a glimmer of hope in my eyes
Maybe you’re here wondering to , do you know I am still in love
with you , I find myself here today my heart still your slave
with memories fading in and out like the mist on a wave
Bending down I touch the sand and close my eyes feeling your hand
Where are you my dear it has been 30 years my heart is still your slave
As I stare into the mist on a wave  
 
                                                     by joshua heights , copyright 2011

pitch and tone.

So, my ex wife calls me at work , (she never calls me at work ) I look at the phone and think , what did I do ? and then the shock of  maybe an emergency is taking place on the other end. I answer with a cautious hello.... "Your gonna be upset with this one ! says my ex " What happened ? I asked still mesmorized with the pitch and tone of her voice. Your daughter broke her cell phone to pieces ! TO PIECES ! is my gastly response beause thats how I think she wants me to respond  ( i just bought my daughter a new cell phone ) how ? what did she do to it ? Here I let you talk to her ,,,,,,, Hi daddy, and with that all was forgiven.... Pitch and tone , the sweet melodies of voices that will always melt my heart no matter what the conversation.