Magnetic Poetry: Why We Walk
Dusk to dawn this ancient soul path climbs a wild song verdant and rooted Breathes sacred green harmony Moss Lichen Vine Listen deep and pure Grow a wandering spirit Continue reading Magnetic Poetry: Why We Walk
Dusk to dawn this ancient soul path climbs a wild song verdant and rooted Breathes sacred green harmony Moss Lichen Vine Listen deep and pure Grow a wandering spirit Continue reading Magnetic Poetry: Why We Walk
Wake up each morning with a grateful heart because what else can we do? Our path is short, stones poke and roll under our feet, we stumble. But nine times out of ten, we catch ourselves, look up, bathe our … Continue reading Morning Meditation: Stumbling
Red Roofs All the red roofs beckon Below me making false Promises of security and comfort. What do they know of comfort, Bound to the earth by mortar and brick. What do they know of security, Unable to weave … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2020 / Day 4
Patience
is hard to come by
When life is picking and clawing
When time is running faster
Than my my own racing heart
Knife points jump out of my skin,
intruders hiding inside me
Slicing away the softness
Leaving bone shards and steel
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This is an unfinished beginning of a poem. I’m late posting for yesterday so I decided to go ahead and put this out there. I’ve been ruminating on patience, of which I have little. Almost every night I meditate on ways I can practice patience in my everyday life. Some days I’m better at it than others. Continue reading “NaPoWriMo 2020 / Day 3”
Fuselli My life has been a simmering fuselli A double helix hurtling in and out A swirling, a stirring motion It began as one thing Ended up another Now, safely slathered in sauce All of its crevices filled * Day … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2020 / Day 1
I have a micro creative nonfiction piece, “Polaroid“, in the Spring issue of The Citron Review. I’m especially excited to be one of three first ever micro CNF writers in this journal. (Wow. That’s a mouthful & I hope I … Continue reading Touching Base + New CNF in The Citron Review
Unnamed/Untamed Naked old heart bleeding from starfire Brilliant fevered flower a prisoner of her ghostly perfume A fool vast as the sky Continue reading Unnamed/Untamed
My heart and psyche after too many years of discontent,when my way was as lost as a specter in the house where it died. There is no stability in this life, no safety net. But there is the long slow … Continue reading What’s Fixed
Fly Fish Sail through steel stars ferocious in this heartsome decay Clouds hot give voice Naked poison smokes away a salt-fevered picture of peace Oceans growl ice melts into open blue * Inspiration via magneticpoetry.com Continue reading Fly Fish
In these last few minutes of the first day of 2020, I took Ken’s suggestion to try magnetic poetry. It’s quite interesting what emerged. Here Together I am luscious like pink soaring seas light as honey drunk from raw language … Continue reading Magnetic Poem