If I take this story in my hands It is less than perfect The steps that get us to where we are Are rarely beautiful They look quirky Different lengths Patterns Some will leave splinters in your hands As a warning Don’t do that again Behind every masterpiece Is a dumpster Full of rubbish But […]
Cradling the warm bowl of soup I sip palms tingle as I hug the bowl Heated liquid slides down my throat and starbursts fill my chest All I have I offer to you and my hands are no less warm my heart no less heated for what is shared becomes multiplied *Care is more than […]
I’m writing as my personal self on Instagram again. As writers, we have an audience — but not all audiences are the same. When I’m writing to the WordPress community, I come as I am. I always have. The fact that other people outside of WP can see what I write in my slippers and […]
The Bridge I’ve Been Building I’ve been walking toward this for a long time. For me, writing poetry has never been about craft or output.It’s about return.It’s how I come back to myself when the world — or my own patterns — have carried me too far away. I was thinking about it this morning […]
Out of my head and the thoughts that ensnare Away from the “net” Away from the “gram” Fall into place where the leaves shiver and the soles of the feet take in the warmth of the uneven earth beneath Textures that please the fingertips Drink in the energy that floats gold dust in the air […]
Jellyfish swim at the whim of the ocean tides They arrive on the beach Leaving people streaming out of the water Cursing jellyfish Who (you’ll recall) arrive at the whim of the ocean And die parched deaths High and dry Away from the tide That delivered them. Thoughts arise unbidden Create emotions that often need […]
How quickly the day is consumed Minutia marching goose step command I steal back the time Just half an hour To watch the glimmer of sunlight on steel It fascinates It is real I imagine the journey it has been on to arrive here dropped under a tree half buried in dirt If it has […]
Before the sun There are no shadows As the sun rises My walking shadow suddenly appears beside me *Which tells me everything I need to know about why so much growth happens only when we lose our fear and begin working in the light. Embracing the shadow as it appears, and upgrading the things that […]
White is the colour that trails fast things Jets Speed boats. Wings of a bird leave no tell tale signs they lift and fly almost silently. Usually I move fast too long strides hustling feet my mind already ten metres in front of me at least. But something happened to my ankle this week And […]
There is a callus That develops In the middle of the chest In children as we are hurt The greater it spreads By the time we arrive in adulthood It is difficult to breathe Think Speak Through anything but hard scar tissue. So there is a need to take a scalpel and slowly start to […]
