Friday Poetry 5.31.13

Bravery – Dedicated to Kriss MinceyNever so beautiful as when you are singingAnd believe me young lady, you’ve got beauty in spadesBut more than thatIt is your bravery I most admireIt is the golden power in youYour chocolate brown soulThat saysI can smile...

Friday Poetry 5.24.13

Tickle me sweetlyNo gray clouds hereWhen the smile comesa shiningWish me a-secretNo regrets hereWhen the love comesa healingKiss me most trulyNo truth shamed hereWhen the time comesI’m readyYours truly, circa 1996 in La Jolla “overlooking my kingdom by the...

Friday Poetry 5.17.13

CycleI am not sure what is happening…  Could I be giving birth or something?Or maybe I am just awakening myselfAwakening to myself?The sleeping dragon everyone seems to seeBut meI am thisI love this This meBut I am only barely aware of how toBe this...

Humans…

It is crazy.So many people are just human.Can you believe that?Image subject to copyrightI wonder though, does that make someone’s message and destiny less?I mean, do you disregard someone’s message because of their failure?What about the forgiveness...

Friday Morning Poetry 5.3.13

Just thisJust this skinaching from the inside to be scalesgills and tailsor something more magical than normalJust wordsJust songs and wordsa conversation of pseudo-greatnesslearning to leanfrom my strong belief that we could grow artAnd soAnd so nowwings unfurling...

Ripple, still, ripple…

In the last few weeks, I’ve remembered how much I love singing, and how much I haven’t been doing so. I’m the one to blame for my own silence. I am the one that has to do the work to restrengthen the muscles I let get lazy. I am NOT looking forward...