The Destinations Are Unheard Of

My Autobiographical Prose


Now that I think about it
I have only driven by
But never visited my birthplace
The hospital is gone too
Life is a series of memories
Surrounded by family members
And friends you pick up
Like a hitchhiker on
Life’s highways

Been to Disney world twice
Once when I had the chicken pox
I guess I wanted to infect the world as a
Small school boy
I love the outdoors
I have part of a mountain
A rock in my garden from Crazy Horse
I’ve always loved Halloween
And the autumn season
Scary movies thrill me to death


I have a sister
She’s four years younger than I
Flew to Washington D.C. when I was in Junior High

School trip

I remember homeless people,

I saw them closely
Who sleep under subways and sewers
I wanted to help but I had to stay with the group
The memorial wall

and a lady crying
I stood in front of the White House
Behind cold black steel rails


Me on the far left in D.C.

Took a seven hour bus ride to Fort Leonard Wood

In Missouri


Grueling boot camp experience

Freshman from a military high school
I’ve been to the Big Apple several times
What an amazing place!
Busiest city I’ve ever been to
And the Lincoln tunnel was a real treat
I’ve met a lot of strangers
Some became friends
I got reacquainted with my best friend from
I hadn’t seen him in about 14 years
It was right around the time my mother
Got very sick and close to death.
She’s better now.
I love rock and roll music
Saved every ticket stub from all the concerts
I’ve been to.
Wouldn’t it be great to be a rock critic
For a magazine and people actually liked what I had to say?
Two friends drove to Hannibal, Missouri
Back in 1997

We explored Mark Twain’s caves

and hiked through the Ozarks
We decided to pass on the train ride
I’ve ridden on so many trains
From zoos to parks to Metra rails
To old-fashioned late 1800 models
To cable cars to the dreaded L in Chicago
So many interesting people riding those late at night
One time my car got broken into
My stereo was stolen.
I was in 2 car collisions
Within one week
Both times I was not at fault
Made a lot of money and
Bought a new stereo


Been to Long Island many times
My mother’s family lives there
I remember block parties in Brooklyn
Backyard BBQ’s at Grandpa’s
Going to Port Jefferson for lunch
Climbing the lighthouse stairs at Montauk Point
One time I lost a pair of prescription sunglasses
In the ocean.
“Won’t see those again!” someone said
I wish I could record everything I’ve done so far
One time another friend and I brought a tape recorder into
A Baker’s Square Restaurant and for nearly 90 minutes
We recorded everything we said and did
And even wrote a screenplay
I went to Marmion Military Academy for high school
Yes we marched and shot rifles
There was discipline
And it was a great experience
I met Bobby Love and Danny Aing
They’re professional basketball players
My favorite trip was one my dad and I went on together,
We drove to the Black Hills in South Dakota
In a town called Wall, lies the badlands
I remember Iron Butterfly’s “ Inagoddadivida” was playing when we
approached this waste land
Of volcanic destruction
And we drove to Wyoming to witness Devil’s Tower
That’s were they filmed the finale of
Close Encounters of the Third Kind


Devil’s Tower

I love movies
I wrote my first short story in 92’
It was entitled ”Wake Up Joe!”
I placed first out of my entire high school
There was a contest
And they displayed my work in our art museum


I’ve experienced summer love
And took long drives with the family
I’ve slept in a field under the stars with rain pouring down on me

Went on a canoe trip during the 6th grade

While in Boy Scouts

Minnesota has beautiful lakes

Canoed 50 miles in five days

Through portages and fast moving currents

But we made it

Went cliff diving

Saw a great lunar eclipse
That’s how I became an eagle scout


Scouts in 1988 era

I drove my friends’ uncles boat one time
Caught a carp with my bare hands
Then his uncle beat it to death with a stick
We didn’t eat it.
I’ve thrown eggs at houses
And played truth or dare



Amusement parks

Weird roadside attractions

Old diners


And many bike trips


“on the road”
I only left the country……..once
It was to Cancun for our honeymoon

Did I mention that I am married?

Ten years together

And we have a little boy

He keeps us young


I’m 44 now
Officially off the calendar and over the hill

A lot left to experience, however
I am a Gemini with random thoughts
Still longing to go
Scuba diving in the coral reef someday

To stand in front of the Grand Canyon

Trying to catch a fresh breath

From sheer beauty

Or even go backpacking in Europe

What a fantastic adventure that could be
But for now
I’ll see what’s in store

Because the destinations

Are unheard of



Steal This Poem and Improve Your Life…by Chris Noe









Steal This Poem and Improve Your Life

A false livelihood is among us here

They put her in a corner over there

Rape is a real sickness fueled by pressure


Communication is evaporating

We all want to be heard under street lights

That shine our thoughts and awaken reality


Life’s highways lead to unbelievable places


The warmth and comfort of these words

“It’s gonna be okay” is all you need to hear

Yet horror surrounds the peace in our hearts


There’s no way to escape the jaws of pain

When your best friend discounts your existence

From their world permanently


Or when the girl you once loved suddenly stomps on your soul


Who steals your identity?


Grandmother dies without saying goodbye

Your baby leaves this earth before you even get to say hi


Your loneliness leads you to painkillers and whiskey

To mask the agonies of anxiety and despair


Your therapist can no longer help you

And tells you to just move on


The bullying becomes too much to handle



Social media captures and suffocates you

Until there is no you

Then madness feels like the answer


Remember to hear the music of poets

To listen to the words that speak to you


Music saves


They are sounds the soul needs to hear


To look in the mirror and see you as someone

Who matters in this world


Pick up the phone and call

Reach out to family and talk


Sleep won’t fix it

Drugs won’t fix it

Solitude won’t fix it




Walk along the beach

Listen to the waves

Feel the warm sand run through your toes

Stroll down the sidewalk

On a sunny day and soak up the fresh air

Smile at strangers

Do what makes you happy

Strum your guitar strings

Free your mind from cerebral slavery


Do not hesitate to fulfill your dreams

One day at a time

Find laughter at a zoo

Watching children feed the goats


Visit a support group and listen to their stories

Learn to let go of the past

Forgive yourself

Love that person in the mirror

Wave at your reflection in the pond

You are never alone


The world is filled with kindness

Remove those regrets

Fill your emotions with laughter

And compassion

Reach out and never let go once you’ve

Grabbed a hold of true love

And it will carry you far

The rest of the way

On your life’s journey


by Chris Noe



My Tribute #loss #despair #beauty #hope #child



“Lightning crashes a new mother cries
Her placenta falls to the floor
The angel opens her eyes
The confusion sets in
Before the doctor can even close the door

Lightning crashes an old mother dies
Her intentions fall to the floor
The angel closes her eyes
The confusion that was hers
Belongs now to the baby down the hall

Oh now feel it, comin’ back again
Like a rollin’, thunder chasing the wind
Forces pullin’ from
The center of the earth again
I can feel it.

Lightning crashes a new mother cries
This moment she’s been waiting for
The angel opens her eyes
Pale blue colored iris
Presents the circle
And puts the glory out to hide, hide

Oh now feel it, comin’ back again
Like a rollin’, thunder chasing the wind
Forces pullin’ from
The center of the earth again
I can feel it.

Oh now feel it, comin’ back again
Like a rollin’, thunder chasing the wind
Forces pullin’ from
The center of the earth again
I can feel it.

Oh now feel it, comin’ back again
Like a rollin’, thunder chasing the wind
Forces pullin’ from
The center of the earth again
I can feel it.”

This song keeps going through my head….over and over and over again


We can’t always be happy but we can appreciate the beauty of gray….

I am sad. I am holding back tears. Someone I know just passed away due to complications during childbirth. I read the news today at work and my heart stopped because I am good friends with this girl’s sisters. Her name was Alla and now she is with God. But I’m so happy that she left behind her a beautiful baby that I’m sure Lisa and Anna as well as the rest of her family will be surely embracing with open arms. May she rest in peace……


The Careless Days


to run through the grass
chasing a frog
watching the cardinals feed
upside down hanging from a tree
playing records all night long
staying up late watching movies
blowing bubbles in the wind
sitting on a chair outside
watching the cars go by
jumping in the swimming pool

mom giving me a dollar to
buy an ice cream cone
from the ding ding man
staring up at the clouds
sleeping in the backyard
on the trampoline
then my sister and I go bouncing
until its time for dinner
saturday morning cartoons
MTV videos

basketball on the driveway

“college nights
drinking coffee
smoking cigarettes
eating pie”

holding hands on the riverwalk
campfire stories
roasting marshmallows
roadtrips on a sunny afternoon
TAG you’re IT!!!

boat rides on the lake
biking through the trails
the smell of a candy store
bubble baths
long games of monopoly
wind blowing through the tree tops
that sound of a gentle sway
days of the carnivals
caurosels and cotton candy
roller coaster rides
and tickle fights


those were the careless days

It’s not what you think…it’s therapy


how he has turned into a beast
the center of attention

We are drifting like clouds
Not sure when he’ll be coming home
to stay

Sneezing down by the lakefront

She is taking a shower

The voices are driving him mad
The insanity is there now for sure
Until sleep comes
the monster is allowed to run free

Sleeping patterns are wild
Yet the sunlight glides through the hallways
every morning

Please no more pills now
Yet he cannot discontinue them
The pain is less extreme then some years ago
Trying to get back what has been lost
It’s still amazing to believe
Staples ran across the left side
Now a scar remains
A shaved head

He goes from happy to depressed multiple times daily
The hospital stay certainly messed with him
Yet no one sees it
Invisible pain
Whenever she walks away from him
He wants to cry

Feeling alone
To wish for no fights is unrealistic

Hate to be mentally off
Not knowing what to do
Love is a real feeling
Hating the way he feels right now
Because it hurts
Who is in control of these words being typed?
Can anyone read this wristwatch?

Going from pure boredom to too many options
What to choose
What to do
Weak with less muscular strength than before
Trying to get rest now but it is hard to do it
Needing to be in a safe and warm place
Loneliness is something he is confronting
Patience is what he needs to embrace

When alone
think of ways to help
Distractions that can really help out
Music to listen to
Movies and TV to watch
Games to play alone
Emails to write
Books to read
Naps to take
Food to eat
But most of all needing help


Feel like going mad
Insanity creeps up wishing to be in control
Must not let the anguish consume him
Please make it go away
He’s a good and normal guy
Not too many years in a lifetime
They get shorter everyday

Please put me where I need to be, oh God!


Who Gives A List?

After all these years, I have realized that LISTS DON’T WORK for me.

Life is too short for me to live by to-do lists, chore lists and idea lists.

Let’s just say I want to do 5 or 6 AWESOME things on any given day. But I only get to 1 of them. So what? Who cares?

Life will go on

The world is not going to end.

If I feel like cleaning the toilet bowl….I will

If the carpet doesn’t get vacuumed for several days…..big deal

If I wanted to attend a YOGA class or catch a movie at the theater, but I didn’t…..doesn’t matter.


Sometimes we as human beings talk about great plans and then they just don’t happen.

Like that song by The Rolling Stones says, “You can’t always get what you want. But if you try sometimes, you just might find you get what you need.” Or another song by Graham Nash where he says, “If you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you’re with.”


These words hold true for these so-called LISTS


I try too hard to organize every little detail down to this systematic lists of things I must do, why?


I don’t need a list to tell me what to do

In other words…..Just Do It….like NIKE says


And that….my friend….will make me much happier!  🙂