Perhaps, thoughts of sadness do not exist in us, but outside of ourselves. It’s sometimes difficult for us to express our affectation. Emotions exist in many languages and expressive cultures. Yet, in this world we are survivors. Let us learn to love deeper. Perhaps, our sorrows and twisting paths only occur to amass our encountersContinue reading “Nunca se quita. Never Quit”
Category Archives: courage
Happy Thursday
Have a wonderful week. I hope you enjoy this mini playlist of beautiful encouraging songs. God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change. Courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference. Five months later and I’m still living in my car. The rattle of the roadContinue reading “Happy Thursday”
Parable of Characters
The sky doesn’t ask the bird, why it has to fly. Neither does the wind question why the lion roars. The sand does not ask the water not to ebb and flow. Nor the grass why the gazelle leaps so gracefully, so feebly. The snow does for us to judge the ice for its bitterContinue reading “Parable of Characters”
The soundscapes of highway 183
Soundscapes of the stars as your sleeping in your car. There’s this concept in the humanities called reflexivity. It’s essentially the idea that our lived experiences can define our epistemologies and ontologies: So, what does it mean to sleep in a car? The rushing of the highway, the scratching of Velcro on windows and rustlingContinue reading “The soundscapes of highway 183”
Momma Sunshine and her Son Starlight
She was going out with a firefighter, but he burned more than he put out. He said I’m done. She said, love, you said I was your one? Later on that day. She found out she got a baby on the way. So she calls up her momma and says what do I do. IContinue reading “Momma Sunshine and her Son Starlight”
You did not change me
I will not change for you. No. I will wear my dress no longer. No. I will not love softer nor harsher. No I will live this live with joy and love. You can harm my body but God always heals my soul. You can steal my body for a night. You can steal myContinue reading “You did not change me”
Moths and Moonlight
I grabbed my two suitcases and two personal bags and at 3am, I headed to the airport to begin my new life in Texas. Just as I threw my bags in the backseat and my guitar to the side, a mariposa Bruxa or perhaps a polia scattered across my front porch and into the Uber.Continue reading “Moths and Moonlight”
Children’s Poem: Leaves Lost and Hair Cuts
“Oh my!” said Crystal to the trees. “Why did you lose your leaves?! I love your locks of spanish moss. I like your auburn colors, pines and spurs! Now, tell me why. Why did you cut your hair?”And so the trees replied: There’s seasons we grow through. There’s very few parts of our bodies weContinue reading “Children’s Poem: Leaves Lost and Hair Cuts”
O’hare
Some people think you can only have one home. But I think you can have many Places are fragments that become embodied in you. The physicality materiality and spirituality of places always remains in your blood. Its not just what you eat, but who you love and where you breathe that resides within you. YouContinue reading “O’hare”
If I am Honest with myself….
There are so many times in this life that we push away those thoughts that make us tremble…If I am being honest with myself, the loneliness I feel would be too much to bear. I fill myself with virtual distractions and media. But rather than me consuming media, it is the medium that consumes me.Continue reading “If I am Honest with myself….”
Now I lay me down to sleep
Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the lord my soul to keep. Now I lay me down to sleep. And if per chance I shan’t wake. To continue with my daily pace. Then find my friends for they are found-fragments of my soul. And each lost vagrant you should see. Let yourContinue reading “Now I lay me down to sleep”
The Silence is Too Loud
The silence is too loud! My head is filled with music and with noise. How do I find notes in fields of litter? How do I find meaning in layers of glitter? The silence is so loud!
The Gas Prices Are to High
Verse 1 I’ve been runnin on empty The gas prices are too high I’ve been runnin on empty Inflation is on the rise Pre chorusIf I’m standing, I’m not lying If I’m walking, I’m not crawling on the groundBut lately I’ve been fallin down Chorus God will you help us get some sleep God willContinue reading “The Gas Prices Are to High”
Tough Love
Capo 7 G e C G eIntro Stop fucking quitting on yourselfPlease start investing in yourself, my love. Chorus I see more than you doAnd I know that in my soul that you will be just fine That you will be alright with time Stop looking to the past These worries soon shall pass SecondContinue reading “Tough Love”
Psalm 42 Conversations
Why my soul are you downcast? Why so quiet in me? I’m tired of loving and losing. I feel God doesn’t listen to me. Why my soul are you silent? I’ve been shouting so long. All I have now are whispered words. Why my soul are you quiet? I couldn’t take the clamour or theContinue reading “Psalm 42 Conversations”
Waves won’t you wash over me
Capo 5 G a C e G Waves won’t you wash over me? G am C And heal (em) my broken soul G? Waves won’t you wash over meN’ Make these pieces whole? As the white waves hit the ground I was lost now and found. In the space of the great profound. I wasContinue reading “Waves won’t you wash over me”
Call Collect
Capo 6 D A e G DGod do you collect the poems we’ve forgot? The songs we’ve forgot to sing? God do you hold tightly to those we lost too early whose memory still hurts to speak of? God do you collect the prayers we have prayed. The sorrows we’ve shared and laid upon yourContinue reading “Call Collect”
A note of disgrace
Disgrace be to God for every fiber of my body is sewn wrong.Every cell of mine, every tissue is sewn wrong. God!They say you sew us carefully in our mothers’ wombs? In the depths of the earth, did you sew me with hate? Did you see me with rage? Disgrace be to the geneticist forContinue reading “A note of disgrace”
Blessings and Curses (Pandemic Poems) (Quarantine Compositions)
Blessings and CursesEvery fleeting moment contains within it a type of freedom and slavery.Yet, in these moments of isolation.The wind that rustles my hair consoles my frantic soul. Is that the not the ultimate test of God? how vast the lands, not roamed enough by foot….I now spend my waking hours seeking the sunCounting timeContinue reading “Blessings and Curses (Pandemic Poems) (Quarantine Compositions)”
Glow up.
A month from now. I will grow up. Glow up. And you’ll remember this rosebud that you left in the dust who you tried to pluck, for now I am grown up. My pith has gained in width. My stems are longer now, my branches have more thorns. My sepals are not run out. AlthoughContinue reading “Glow up.”
I knew (Chronic Disorder Diagnosis: Ehlers Danlos Syndrome)
My family always dies early. For it’s in our genes. So when people ask me about when I will grow old, I have always said it wasn’t my desire. Some part of me always knew that my days were few. And so instead of running, I often stop to greet her, kiss death upon theContinue reading “I knew (Chronic Disorder Diagnosis: Ehlers Danlos Syndrome)”
I Can Not Live Without The Music
I Can Not Live Without The Music I Can Not Live Without The Songs How Can You Say I Don’t Belong Here! Music, You Give Me The Strength To Carry On. I Swear That I Will Die Without It. I Can Not Abide Without It When I Could Not Sleep I Could Not Eat IContinue reading “I Can Not Live Without The Music”
Imposter Syndrome
She Worked Overtime To Get Here When You Already Had A Place She Knew What She Wanted To God With Grace She Prayed She Worked Overtime To Stay Here I Know It Comes Easily To You But These Words Are Flustered Beaten Her Hands Are Aching Two Guess What She Don’t Belong Here She HearsContinue reading “Imposter Syndrome”
There are these moments
There Are These Moments-Some Days When Hopes And Fears And Faith And Energy Are So Present In The AirIt Is As If The Weight Is Palpable.Sweat And Tears And Laughter And Joy Hang On The Dew Of Our Eyes And You Almost Want To Cry, Or Weep, Or Jump, Or Laugh, Or Sing But YouContinue reading “There are these moments”
Horseshit
Whether you pick it in the morningOr scoop it in the eveIt’s still there.Stinkin’ in the heatIt doesn’t help to wait Until the rain is done For then its just a muddy mess And worse for steppin o’erIt gets a little worse Each day that you might wait So it’s best to clean your shitContinue reading “Horseshit”
Would You Relive Your Life Exactly As It Is?
Would you relive your life if you could, with the wisdom you have now? Only with a single change in the texture, but not of the melody, nor sound. The only revision to the total composition would be the accents, but not the rhythms? With more intensity, but the same tonality. Only a modulation ofContinue reading “Would You Relive Your Life Exactly As It Is?”
Homesick
I have many homes I leave my heart with places and people to collect So when I say I am homesick it’s not to one place to which I must return for my friends are my family and my family are my friends and the time in between is split between desserts, oceans, mountains andContinue reading “Homesick”
To Feel
Thank God We That We Cry- And In Shedding Tears, Know We’ve Loved Deeply. Thank God We Feel- In Feeling Tremendous Sorrow We Know Its Opposite Is True That There Will A Moment Arise Again Of Outrageous Joy/S Thank God For The Extremes Of Feeling And In Feeling, Knowing Life For If We Still FeelContinue reading “To Feel”
Where Do We Go?
Where Do We Go, When It’s Not Safe To Stay? But To Leave Is Uncertain And A Worrisome Feat? Where do we Go? When It’s Time To Leave But The Goodbyes Aren’t Pretty Nor Are They Clean. Where Do We Go When We’ve Lost All Our Friends All Seems To Come To A Resolute End?Continue reading “Where Do We Go?”
Mary Oliver, Save Me
Mary Oliver, How I Wish I Had The Courage To Run Away As You Did Into The Forests And Eating Blackberries And Filling My Hunger With Poems And Songs But Instead I Lie Here With A Pounding Head And The Hairs Of My Ears Crumbled And Stressed And The Heavy Weight Of My Jaw AndContinue reading “Mary Oliver, Save Me”
The Silent Singer 