(2015)
To be more generous More inviting Work in progress
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima