This poem was inspired by a musical/noise and visual performance by my friend Kevin Chini at the Bat Cave in Arcata, CA.
It’s been way too long. It’s been way too long since I’ve shown myself love without the feeling of obligation. One day is too long.
I write because my head gets cramm… Then I continue to write because… Where is all this coming from? What more is there? What happens when I stop taking t…
Don’t trust the vision. It’s tainted with haves and have-n… possibilities lost with the percep… current reality obscured by lookin… the present moment thrown away
Little girl, you’re as pretty as a… Standing there all sheep and shy,… You’re a field of flowers of vario… here to inspire beauty and bring p… Let those bees stop by and pollina…
the awkward girl complains about g… she doesn’t quite understand what… they tell her she’s real and it’s… and most intriguing, which is why… she loves people and making connec…
Your expressions flow down in a wa… Curiosity & apathy, love & hate; this existence of ours has the cap… and the ability to devastate. Extreme sensitivity is an indigo c…
Trees: If they didn’t exist, neither woul… This is the truth I want logging… I understand they need money to fe… but what good will money do us if…
Woke up with laughter there’s no sense chasing after what is not yet here. Sunspots on forest floors, tell me, Love, where is the door?
If beauty permeated the earth the way we wished it did... on a concentrated level like a jar packed tight with firef… could the beauty be recognized?
Speaking up and Shutting up Finding a voice Finding many voices With tongues
Please, Child, don’t be angry wit… And you don’t have to be angry wit… Anger is an emotion, just like the… sadness, excitement, confusion, &… Emotions exist to help guide you t…
Earning my stripes and loving it. The mysteries in life can remain just that: unknown,
It’s said, when you close your eye… you can see the ones you love. No matter how far away they are. True love doesn’t rest in the brai… it lives in the heart.
Recognizing beauty: Here I am. Birds as muses, laughing voices... Transcending division
Melting, melting, my barriers are… old beliefs formed as a child begi… as truth comes forth to replace th… I move past this victim role & beg… I express gratitude for your prese…