(2013)
I wrote this while in Costa Rica and experiencing culture shock. It's interesting how my writings have different meanings for me each time I read them.
Dear Creation Force as Death Transformed, Hollow bones rattle songs in Your honor Overstuffed bugs hum
She died and they viewed it as a t… Salvation was not hers. The real tragedy is their judgment as it limits them from seeing the life she lived;
Speaking up and Shutting up Finding a voice Finding many voices With tongues
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?
Dreams dead. Hopes burned to shreds. Reality hit by a lightning bolt. Perceptions of an identity lost, Ego in revolt.
Told I was born inferior and soci… Defined by gender roles and social… Get used to the indoors Lose all hope of being free Learn to be adaptable to a man’s n…
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
Memories pass by, pass through. The heavy ones hit hard. Great posture can help one stand
Sometimes my vision shifts to gray and people become masses of chaos, unrecognizable balls of energy sur… nothing is exciting or intriguing it’s all rather fucked, isn’t it?
Ground. Grow. Flower. Seed Detaches. Soaring. Wanders Settling. Root. Breathe
Flowing through the flesh of my bo… vibrations aligning with my pulse. Ego deteriorates and my soul is fu… In this moment of transcendence Clouds roll over.
The experience of a poetry open mi… frees us from cultural restriction… enabling us to explore the human e… in a space of truth and vulnerability
The older I get the more articula… What is the wind saying? Hey dude, I hate everything you d… Hating you won’t make you suck any… Hating you won’t make me suck any…
Walk in small steps and remember, We’re dancing we’re just dancing for those moments
Creeping Creeping CREEPING through our minds! Dense fog