I awoke from a nightmare. Though, it wasn’t the images which disturbed me, it was the resonance of this simple thought, this mantra, repeating: I’m always writing, always written. Always writing, always written. I’m always writing, always written. Always writing, always written. Gasping,i’m on the other side—blinded by the light that once illuminated my path…
I went out for a walk, and i looked to the sky Turned to the moon in the three quarter phase,What is this pull that’s pulling me?Moonstruck, i was lost in a daze Been dragged by the collar, drugged by her charmsShe was the waitress, that had me beggin’ for more Turned to the sun,…
Young Buck padding down street, rain pattering like feet; solar wind. *Last week I was in a neighborhood when out from the landscaping a young buck came out into the street and around the corner. He looked at me, unsure, and decided to keep going. I rolled down my window, which made him stop again.…
The other day I learned about anger with compassion. There’s less passionate intensity, and more understanding. It’s easier when you’re having a conversation, than when something just happens to you, like getting hurt. But it’s to the benefit of everyone to learn the skill. Out backStrawberries have taken overAnd not a single flower
There’s the girl in a halter topEverybody gathered ’roundEverybody stopShe got all their attention The biker chickThat might have a dickShe nods her head Laughs at what was said Everybody gathered ’roundThe girl in the halter topEverybody stopEverybody listen The metro boyWho look like her toyStands by her shoulder Smiles and admires her Everybody gathered…
In the Forest
Going into the forest When you face massive thingsYou know how hard thingsCan also be softWhen you go into the forestAnd you come face to faceWith such tiny thingsYou know how the groundCan leap up at youYou know how puddlesContain universesAnd you see trees Growing in cracksYou learn how to loveand appreciate without Owning a…
What is this hunger that’s within me,Is it in you too?And what is this threat that threatens to consume me,Will it consume you too? I have felt the wind ripple leaves and it ripples me as wellThe sun and the trees dance in endless decadenceThoughts filter down but are caught in the sieve of my…
Don’t Think and Drive
I cultivate the sense of Being Right -crows perch on bare Cottonwood branches.
You’ve lived well, made an impact in your community, perhaps They’ll dedicate an interchange on Highway mile marker 162 in your name. Morning Light diffused behind mushrooming sweeping clouds -indigo. violet. pink. white and blue Tahoma stands watch over the corridors. The prideful provider of milky white waters to the river valley below.
Like the Tree
Be still Be still like the tree Who grows and branches effortlessly Who knows The most appropriate answer To the most immediate question Be still Be still like the tree Who is not divided Who does not second guess But continues to reach further Pointing to the sky Expanding While time passes us by Be…