A little over one month ago
I was venting frustrations to my partner about how so many of my writings, specifically my poems, were in journals gathering dust.
"The whole point," I said, "of writing for hours each day was to create a bountiful batch of writing options to choose from for when it came to time to compile them into a book."
"Will they ever live in a book?" I worried aloud.
At that point, as often happens when longing approaches a ledge, I was visited by an idea so energizing that it made me stand up out of my seat: Read More
She spoke with a voice so soft that no one heard her truth Read More
And though honesty was her intention
And love her presence
Shame pushed her into silence
Both she and the world suffered as a result
Tonight I used too many words that made too little sense while sitting on a river bank beneath galaxies made visible by dark. Nature’s beauty abided in voiceless authority.
We both like intellectual paths. And so monologues became our feet. She led and I followed, then we changed positions and ventured places we often only go alone. Read More
When I fathom the incomprehensible, there’s God.
When I hear the inaudible, there’s God.
When I feel the inexplicable, there’s God.
God’s everything I am and everything I’m not.
Why are we straining to prove divinity’s existence?
Is it not because we’ve lost the divine within ourselves? Read More
Let’s establish something right now and real quick:
Don’t share your thoughts until coffee’s dripped.
And don’t expect small talk before coffee’s sipped.
I’m a slow riser and mean to keep it that way.
I don’t like thinking when I’m not awake.
Have a great idea?
I’m sure it can wait. Read More
We woke up at a 16th century colonial mansion turned backpacker’s inn.
We snuck out quietly as to not wake our sleeping compadres in the bunks around us.
Before 5am the carretera was quieter than we’d ever seen it, minimizing the need to swerve between rickshaws and cattle drives.
The cabbie didn’t have change for our US dollars, so he got a little extra tip.
Perhaps it was a commonly implemented strategy to best departing gringos.
Whatever the case, he left content. Read More
I find the manmade world to be merely tolerable;
a manipulated rendition of select natural qualities
with a domesticated lifestyle so dominant it feels unquestionably correct.
Until you question it.
Then you learn that… Read More
Societal standards are fatal,
As trivial tasks poke holes in our cups
And we drain life for the appearance of productivity
We must be filled before we can overflow
What does hustle and bustle make?
Does it offer sustenance? Read More
I’ve heard coffee compared to fine wine Read More
And wine compared to sweet chocolate
And chocolate lauded as better than sex
And sex described as a suspended moment of ecstasy
And ecstasy explained as connection with divine
And I’ve seen a face flush with desire
There are certain monks who live in trees
They are called Dendrites
They’re sheltered by a roof of leaves
And make a wooden bed at night.
Art on their walls always changes
By light, storm and shade Read More