Poetry 9.6.13

JointsMy joints are not separatedAll these parts are all meLike a body jazz influencesRoots to a multi-facet-treeAnd I am a heartAnd I am a songAnd I am a loverAnd my ride is longThis journey was hard on my joints you seeI have been greatly wrong and profoundly rightI...

Friday Poetry 8.30.13

Sometimes you are the paperSometimes you are the sandSometimes you’re being preparedSometimes it’s where you landSometimes it ain’t just sometimesAnd you’re a little stuckMetamorphose butterflyOr be a moth – if you wantYou’re gonna...

Friday Poetry 8.16.13

In transitOn your mark, get set, GOWhere thoughA pioneer through life’s pathsA journey from here to eternityA wanderer through the wonder of the simplest momentsI am in transitI am not easily surprised, but life has a way of shutting me upThe more I learn, the...

Friday Poetry 8.9.13

Image subject to copyrightI See Dying PeopleI am surrounded by children these daysThere are so many hiding in nakednessCrying out in disrespectful retortsBegging to be seen for who they truly are & loved in spite of themselvesThey scream laughter because they...

Friday Poetry 8.2.13

As if on the windAs if from a kissI smell the perfected seedlingI sense great harvestYes, it is coming, that time of yearThe death of a seedIs not for mourningThe coming fruit shows usSeeds die for the turningYes, it is coming, that time of yearThe music of changeThe...