I have been running and running and running and still I have not found them all. Scattered, they linger in places unknown that wait for discovery; at least this is what they tell me. I have found some here and there, some high, some low and gathered them all and the more I found, the […]Read more "Running Ever Since"
Sometimes I daydream of lying beside you. The specifics of where and why are – unimportant. I am drawn to the calm and serenity that shares our space And invoke a gentle sunlight that trickles in through the half-closed curtains To produce flowing shadow art on wall, bed and our naked bodies. I see grey, […]Read more "Daydreaming"
A is for APPLES falling far from and out of grace : hungry break you (down) worms: how-could-you-worms chew and smile B is for BELONGING not in / on my back (yard): otherwhere : I am outtahere : where do I go? … from here C is for CRUSHING hard; heart (r)ejected: Rejects practicing cynicism […]Read more "Failure’s ABC"
What if you were a rhizome and your subterranean roots a prolific arising and emanating, a gradual and persistent moving forming vast cavernous spaces in a deep dark underground. What if you were a rhizome and every part of you connected to every other part of you, co-existing, co-habitating, co-immanent, reducible neither to one nor […]Read more "What if you were a rhizome"
I have always wanted my life to be epic! Imagine yourself standing on a mountain top. The view is clear and the sun is bright. You can see for miles. Your feet are planted firmly beneath you. There is nothing, not even the wind at your back, that can rock you. And the wind is […]Read more "I have always wanted my life to be epic"
Have you ever noticed that in moments where no pressing task is waiting to be done and nobody is clamoring for your attention that time seemingly slows and you become aware of your surroundings as if for the first time? Perhaps more disturbingly, you come face to face with your own thoughts that suddenly are […]Read more "A bus stop, Nietzsche and a search for meaning in a hectic world"
Beating hearts and beating rhythms; it was a night for dancing and the entire world was present to become one and surrender to every step that we took in a night of acoustic poetry, our bodies soaring in air as if mesmerized by waves of sound as seductive as the moment that we raised our […]Read more "In Memory of a night with Friends"