Cries of a Lone Wolf

Location: Fort Worth, Texas, United States

Do you really want to know me? Okay, I am 27. I am 6'1" with blonde hair, blue eyes, and about 170 pounds. I'm not married...well, not anymore. We separated over a year ago until the marriage was officially ended in January 2005. Though I am not a supporter of divorce, it is something that has unfortunately taken place in my life. Efforting to move on, I now reside with my faithful and loving dog, Marshal Lonestar Powell (a black Great Dane), and my snake "Sly" (a Jungle Carpet Python). I am a life-long Christian, life-long sinner, and life-long recipient of God's merciful grace. Every day finds me learning more and more about my need and dependancy on Christ. Life is hard; I'd hate to live it without Him. I love to write poetry. For me, poetry is a capture and release of feelings, emotions, beliefs and desires. My favorite time to compose is at night. Why? I guess I like solitude one has in the dark. It's just me and the night mistress.

Saturday, March 05, 2005

Love Thought

This poem is dedicated to my future soul-mate. I know she exists. Sometimes, on a calm moonlit night, I can almost feel her in the air. I long for you...but 'til our eyes meet...
Love Thought
I'm dreaming of her at night
Sitting in my chair 'neath pale moonligh
Light jazz playing, soothing my mind
Thinking of her lets me unwind
The mist of love is in the night breeze
Her voice whispers upon the rustling trees
Summer love of a beautiful shadow
But she does exist, my heart tells me so.

Desert Lives

Have you ever wondered how much tribulation you could stand? I've entertained those thoughts every now and then...especially when I feel like I'm experiencing some of life's little inconveniences and struggles. I call the large ones 'my desert experiences.' They're the ones that take you on an emotional and spiritual journey to the darkest of darks and rockiest of passages. I always picture myself like the children of Israel during these times. You know, after they were delivered from Egypt but condemned to wander the desert for 40 years for punishment of turning their backs on God.
But what can we pull from these journeys? For me it's the knowledge that He has never failed me. To this very moment, God has always been faithful to never let me bear more than my mind and spirit could handle. As hard as some of my trials have been, I am here, wiser, more humble, grateful, and blessed. The fact that God loves me this much is would you put it? I know that my life will most certainly find me in a couple of more 'deserts' before I pass away. I don't look forward to them; but may my faith in my Creator and Lord be proved ever stronger and pure. May that be my legacy...a life that points to Him in the most real and tangible way.

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Me on my back deck.

Friday, February 11, 2005

Marshal Lonestar Powell

Aren't I a handsome guy!?!
This is "Marshal Lonestar Powell." He's a pure-bred black Great Dane. His middle name is Lonestar since I got him in Texas. This picture shows him at about 5 months old and 80 pounds...however, at the time of this post, he is 9 months old and about 120 pounds. A BIG boy. His dad, "Diesel," weighs about 160 pounds so Marshal has a ways to go to catch up to pa-pa. I love this guy a lot. He's my close buddy, my guardian, my companion, my kid, and my "in" with cute girls when I take him for's the truth! For a big dog, he also has a good size brain...he can sit, stay, lay down, shake, fetch, heel, and jump on command. He's such a quick learner. I hope to put him through some advance training and possibly even guard dog training (he doesn't need much help with the last one though...he's already pretty protective of home and me). If you ever get a chance to see us, Marshal's sure to greet you with a lick and a paw!

Saturday, January 22, 2005

A poem I call "...But..."

"...But..." permeates suffocates stings clings
...But... frees sees renews removes
...But... weakens steepens toys destroys
...But... knows grows lives
Love...He gives

Nathan Powell

Hello, dear friends

Bonjour mes amis!

If it seems like we've lost each other over time...well, our paths have fortuitously crossed again. It is amazing where life finds us sometimes. I'm here in the Lone Star State, my family is in the Sunshine State, my best friend is in Japan, and my other friends are scattered here and there. Maybe this journal will help me "keep in touch." I miss you one and all.