Eyelids warm and heavy half cracked on the bridge between dreams, rolling over to the scent of familiarity, a wave of forgotten energy, invisible river I reach out to touch, grasp riddled with lethargy… as the other part of me says baby it’s so easy, follow me this way to letting go… I’ve carried you along in my backpack, In my notebooks, … Continue reading Follow me this way to letting go…
(Japan, Feb. 2019) Burning house and the embers fly My stomach jumps in slow motion, there’s a firefighter nearby… tired heart, exhausted by the lie, caught up in smoke from castles I built to hide… The misconception that someone is going to save me…. Nobody is going to save me. I’m tired of the waste, Inebriated misdirection. … Continue reading Syndrome of Wanting: Part 2
The Syndrome of Wanting, a kaleidoscope of perpetually changing things. Desire models the marionette, the wanting controls the strings. The discord between where you are, and where you long to be. The Syndrome of Wanting, once again guides your feet. Sucked out of the Now like blood into a leech, no space for sweetness, even the deepest breath somehow feels incomplete… … Continue reading The Syndrome of Wanting: Part 1
“I Do,” said I to Me. Honoring the path forward with weighted buoyancy. The union. Wedded mind, body and soul. United. The higher and lower. The hand to hold, the ear and the shoulder, long awaited embrace, steadfast with the bond of a soldier. I will never again waiver. “I Do” said I to Me. My soul calling with delicate urgency. She’d been … Continue reading “I Do”
You say tomorrow there will be more time. Today you have to focus on living. You have a deadline, laundry to do. The ducks are calling on you, and they need to be put in a row. Tomorrow you can look at this deeper, listen harder, let yourself feel it closer, today you have to get on with your life… But tomorrow is … Continue reading Tomorrow is Today
Fearless Grace. Adorable naïveté. Guided off the roof, she floated through gravity without restraint. Non-clenching. An easeful descent. She wanted to ride the big kid’s bike. Bold, toes pointed, barely touching the pedals. The training wheels came off too soon. Innocently deceived. Oh Precious little seed— petals sprouted before roots. Letting the wind guide the way, your feet never fully touched the ground. Self Preservation…. … Continue reading Ground to Grow
It’s almost time for new tires. I don’t even notice the pressure as it’s burning rubber down to wire. Sometimes I get so lost, trying to decipher destiny in desire Losing logic to lust and love to liars. Walking the plank, they prepared to jump, but in a flash one retired, the heat rose up from the belly of the fire tricked into a trance … Continue reading New Tires (2011)
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