Wise Men Say

(Before we begin, all promises we break…)Driven by private conditioning biases, pre-ordained perceptions.steadfast to sensitivities, that what we don’t know, yet find fitting,in the name of our own conscious mind, conditions that seem to benefit the dissolving logosburning inside, conviction … Continue reading

This Moment Forthright Atlas.

This Moment Forthright Atlas.

Among all the wild,willing, able and accepting to feel bursting sentience.Each day, each moment in solace of a rolling wave elapsing,I enter into a realm so sweetly serene.Water expanding, weighed and seamless into the idyllic existence on some far-off shoreas … Continue reading

Welcome Illumed One

Welcome Illumed One

Resting in ash of eons long ago, bones of black canesWithin the folds of a future so close, an ancient heartSurrounding the shadows, carried torches.Meeting the other in their own world, courageous.Back into the realm of choice, your arrival.

Freedom of Assembly

Freedom of Assembly

You belong among the wildflowers; you belong somewhere free.You were cordially invited from another saintly eve than the one you have believed.You were born for times such as these.

Make a Wish

Make a Wish

The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. -Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. I don’t know about you, but I haven’t … Continue reading

Paid in Full,

Paid in Full,

debt that stood against us. Hallelujah! It’s a shifting season, the one that breathes new life with a gust that can blow us away if we allow. The taste of transformation looms as the temps continue to plunge and the … Continue reading

“Walking on the Moon…

…feet they hardly touch the ground.” – Sting According to the principal songwriter and lead singer of The Police, the background of this tune was about the weightlessness one feels when they fall in love. I see how in his … Continue reading

Where Art Thou Baritone?

Where Art Thou Baritone?

Never has there been such a time,to let loose into an impression of elation.Albeit it may arrive only after a kind of necessary seasonal disappearance.It’s the ultimate journey of the hero,back into the realm of choice, a cyclical existence for … Continue reading

El Salon Mexico

El Salon Mexico

A monopoly of sorts upon waking, every thought from lucid dreams resounding to outshadow or outshine the rest of the day, depending on what vibrational valve you choose to embrace. Every rhythm, every movement, every gesture seems to take over … Continue reading

On Becoming Polychromatic Again

On Becoming Polychromatic Again

The feral are closer, more curious without the darkness that kept them at the edge of nightfall.No longer is the need for a torch to keep you from stalking my thoughts.The world a little softer,vibrant of color that once filled … Continue reading