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)”
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The Seduction of the Sea
The foam rises like knives clapping against the rocks.They never fail to slap the shore. The higher they rise, the harder they fall. The white waves consume the earth. Swallowing souls and songs in the sea. She spares no one. No one left to breathe. And the further you swim into her arms, the furtherContinue reading “The Seduction of the Sea”
No more songs of sadness! A new day has begun We will stand proud as the flame tree Underneath the relentless sunNo more loveless lovers We will give and also receive No more standing in the darknessLess it be to kiss you reciprocated in the moonlit streetEveryday, every moment changes the waves traverse, invert, andContinue reading “Turnaround”
Where is home?
Vagrant Never native Nomadic wandererWho crossed the northern seasThat smelled of salt and crystals green Who traversed the forests and the prairies She an Emigrant I asked the cranes, seagulls and crowsI asked the spiders and the toadWhere should I make a home? And the gemini twins my guide Starlight and moths in aural flightContinue reading “Where is home?”
Which Part Do You Love?
Which Part Do You Love? For Like Legion- A Thousand Demons A Hundred Angels E Pluribus Unum Many Are One. The Sadness, Fears The Joy, And Tears. You Never Fully Saw And Shall Never Truly See. For You Only Loved A Part Of Me.
There Are No Words To Say What Only Song Can Speak
There Are No Words To Say What Only Song Can Speak It’s A Crystal Note That Lingers Within The Quiet Air Resonating Within The Heart Of All In The Sphere It’s A Sunrise That Never Shall Cease A Loss Of Temporality A Loss Of Control The Sense Of Place That Only Notes May Hold
Tis folly to curse those whom are protected Tis ruin to seek that which God did not give provide Tis Doom to seek wisdom from crystals And misguided beings.Tis destruction to open passage in dreams
A child’s infant voice sings shrill asAgainst the cerulean sky-Crystal and clearThe father’s voice kind and rustic Answers back adding to the child’s play The sparrows and finches are chatting in their sprite like chorusAcross from this patch of lawnDaffodils wave gently, unfazed by the windThey flex as does the desert grass now brushed greenContinue reading “June”
The Most Beautiful
There is a rose on the edge,A lone rose darling red.I most sensuous voice in a forgotten space from a milkmaid in her gold wheat place. The most beautiful dancerin the desertThorns burrowed in his scorched feetAs he serenaded the sierras,Then snuck out to the seas. The smartest one,she sleeps beneath the suna refugee whoseContinue reading “The Most Beautiful”
Inherently inclined towards strong spirits,The poet,She writes at the witching hour. Enduring each oscillation of affectationsScripting lamentsupon her swollen, rozened kneessorrow imbued in asymmetrical metersand melancholy within her words, divinedThe poetcontinues her scripture,defunct with the passage of time.
I want the disney princess fairy shit
I want the Disney princess fairy shit: Monogamy and a faithful Legacy.Rather than invest in youthful flash which which soon does turn to leather I’ll gather my best and test the turbulent waters It is an act of bravery to risk love And an act of cowardice to never have loved enough the deep wellsContinue reading “I want the disney princess fairy shit”
Your heart is from caged and callousedIt’s rust at the seams It’s dirt and corroded Your brokenness it bleeds You say that you must protect your heart And you have let your let your courage departSo tell me how it feels to have a metal heart in a world that’s full of rain? I thinkContinue reading “Callous heart”
Where will you go oh soul?
Where will you go?Oh soul of mine-Shall you return to your first love divine?Shall you in your temple beget a new soul? Or should you forget these lands of conception Your eyes forever in deception, of the love first conceived-to wonder new lands in search of your dreams?Should you return to the fertile dry groundsContinue reading “Where will you go oh soul?”
All of the little animals speak
Chi chi chi Tweet tweet tweet All of the little animals talk But not the spider, The spider does not speak The cicadas, the frogs,the crickets, including the grass, they talk but the spider hides her hoary headshe does not speak But she sees all She strings their pains and joys in the cool septemberContinue reading “All of the little animals speak”
i don’t know you very well
i don’t know you very well but i know now you are good no, you did not strike a tree but you gave me what you could. you took me and you smooshed me. and bent me way and which but i am whole-er now than i ever was or could have wished when insomniaContinue reading “i don’t know you very well”
Each day I sing beside the sea
Each day I sing beside the sea, a mystics melodywhere the sun was drowned and each day I leave no more do I breathefor I reside within the deep.
God, When You Embody Me
God, When You Embody Me My Spirit Sings Aloud. God, When You Embody Me This Heart Blooms A-Rose About. God, When You Embody Me I Can Not Write In Prose. God, When You Embody Me I Feel My Soul A-Woke!
Lend Me A Little Luck
I’ve laid aside the wine I’ve paid off all my fines. I’ve given all my times and sold all of my dimes So, lend me a little luckBecause I am hanging on the line I have no more rhymes Because I am caught up in a bind Lend me a little Luck Because I haveContinue reading “Lend Me A Little Luck”
Trumpet vines to pass the time. Nightshade to fade away. Morning Glory More poems and stories. The snow of cottonwoods. The birds that sing too good. Foxtails still soft and sweet. Rivers and and trails to greet.
Her eyes look like a conspiracy. She beheld mine with sympathy that waitress near the bar. And her eyes looked with pity, knowingly and no words passed between our lips. Sometimes these days I hold a gaze often too long. Odd creature, I, who reads the sullen songs in the wells of others eyes andContinue reading “Staring”
Sister, Don’t Fear
Sister, don’t fear the things to come. your family is here beside you and we will help you to be strong. sister sunshine you shall give birth to starlight although rain seems to follow you upon your many roads their is love within your future and that has already been foretold.
Wear Glitter On Your Eyes
Before my grandma passed she sang this song to me:Wear glitter on your eyes and colors in your gowns and flowers in your crown when shadows come to haunt you and the rain does not abate with arms wide open giving-go dance within the rain where the water does not come and when the nightContinue reading “Wear Glitter On Your Eyes”
There Is A Girl Who Screams And Yells Her Sad Stories For All To See Hoping That Her Screeching Will Ensure That They Are Seen. And Let Her Let It Out Pray They’ll Hear Her- When Her Soul Cries Amongst The Clouds Take Her Screams Take Her Pounding Veins Release Her From Their Pain GiveContinue reading “Banshee”
My God, You Have Me Rhyming Again When I Thought Those Days Had Passed It’s As If You Had A Manuscript Of The Thoughts My Mind Has Had!
God Lends Us People And Places For A Season From Whence Comes A Time Of Departures And Arrivals Whether Taking Flight Or Landing Whether Leaving Or Arriving Depends On The End Of Where You Begin A Poem. Angelic Goodbyes Are Always The Hardest Heaven Is A Long Time To Wait To Hold Someone Again ToContinue reading “Departure Flight”
There Are Three Things Essential: Love, Art, And Service Of Which All Three Are One.
Writing Is A Reflection Of Living
Writing Is A Reflection Of Living Reflections Of Love And Loss Writing Is Best When Living A-mist The White Waves Dreaming Whence They Collapse Against The Lapping Shore At The Height Of Their Grandeur -Breaking- Testing Their Strength Dying And Beginning Again
A Weed Within Your Garden
We are Native,Here Already Even If You Claim we Don’t Belong. A Weed Within Your GardenStill, We Shall Grow Forever Strong Why is it that nature rhetoric and garden metaphors often intersect with discourses of identity politics and foreignness? I was talking with my friend about what plants our “invasive” due to their “place” andContinue reading “A Weed Within Your Garden”
Speaking with Shadows
In The Middle Of The Night She Speaks With Shadows In This Bed. She Sings With The Ghosts And Travels In The Planes Among The Spirits. A Foreigner Of Her Own Life And World- Her Mirror Belies Her Youth. She Doesn’t Conceive Its Truths She Believes In Grass, Children, Seas, Butterflies, And How The CosmosContinue reading “Speaking with Shadows”
Seas of Sadness
Is It Any Wonder There Is Subtle Sadness Read- Sorrow In The Seas? Resilient Witness Of The Tempest Lover Of Light, And Survivor Of Calamities? Still She Sings Despite These Laments Engulfed Within Her Breasts And Breeze.
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