Where the Rivers Meet.

Where the Rivers Meet.

The difference between a some-day home and a daily wonder home are the steps taken from your heart into your mind. The tenor of the waterfall, the tones of the wooded path, etched in the cells of your heart, mind … Continue reading

Agent of Love

Agent of Love

A masquerade of a darken pit into hell, this roomA ruse, this tousled bedNot offered, respectNo longer on defense, my acceptanceWorthy of validation, my love, my grace to all circumstance I begetYour vision of me, who the fuck caresMental aerobics … Continue reading

Party Isn’t Over Yet.

Party Isn’t Over Yet.

Raised on love, perse flowers headsThriving in abundance, a single blade in lush greenswardLasting beyond the frost, the courageous onesdashing its way in, the surprisingly obvious Not knowing what’s ahead, all that’s avoidedAll that we have, the presentSomething lost in … Continue reading

Abracadabra…My Daily Practice

Peace from mind,extricating the design of the past.I’m in my heart,bridging the gaps of present conditions.Clearing disturbances to reconnect with the diamond sun,to create something beyond,to see a better for all. Pleading the muffles to boom and clatter and for … Continue reading

Impermanence

Impermanence

…let us hope.Unmoored by jealous ragefragile, untended child you remain.You do more harm than good lamenting and defendingIt’s not us you’re fighting for is it?Sanction it all you want; it’s your biddingand repeat will linger around your days and nights,oh … Continue reading

Concrete Jungle

Concrete Jungle

Ful-fledged and impassable, woods of summertimedampness and decay, soil after an August rainon everything, perspiration and sweet dewcome September, the beginnings of the retreat of the sun and the austerehovering above, a verdant jungle to cool our headsin our hearts, … Continue reading

A Sweet Bunch

A Sweet Bunch

Alive, vital and back to my sentient self as I was designed to be. Once you start enjoying your own company, you enjoy the company of others, in particular those who have claimed their supreme sacredness as well. Those who … Continue reading

Dream

Dream

Well now, someone shattered someone else’s dream. ‘Tis shame.

Doff Thy Threads

Doff Thy Threads

Red has doffed her winter look within days after hailing it. But will I spring about carefree without mine from now on?

Underneath It All

Underneath It All

Still embracing us, still welcoming us, even after she quietly slips on her winter coat afresh.