Various Poetry

Each encounter we make Could possibly be a key We so desperately need To open a part of ourselves We kept hidden.   What a pleasure To have ourselves unlocked To begin a new direction – within –and without the burden of self-doubt That stops the world from moving forward.   Sometimes something happens -which […]

Opulence, diamonds, golden dreams of  Lottery Heaven…. – A quick way out – A simple easy fix – A Deus-ex-Machina the kind in antiquated Greek dramas where a God descends to save the day… We weeped for the success of the right numbers that would instantly render life completely fixed and perfect in one Gigantic

Little Girl, Beware and be weary Do not believe what you hear from your friends Who watch the movies and read the fairy tales that we forbid Do not listen to their stories, To their wishes and fancies, woes and complaints. They will tell you about a world of love outside of themselves Of men

When we finally realize that we’ve been given a life -but for a long time Lived it on another’s term in another’s way obligating our way to heaven which never came anyway Someday we realize It’s all been a rhyme we couldn’t wrap our beat around. It seemed so trite and pointless, rhyming words for

It took courage – To let go of a past in a quick move forward, A move that took forever to prepare for But only a moment to take action. There was a timely passage, A now that pushed us -Go!- In that instant my two eyes became one And I was able to “see”

I am reading about the sea And I realize my life shares some parallels With its non-linear space That sort of fills every crack with aqueous salty presence. I felt that today With no boundaries to define my life It only existed because I was in it, in a body Besides that, my life stretched

I write poetry on the inside Words of the heart Exclamations of God. It may not rhyme (please, no empty meaningless rhyme) But it’s rhythm is the heart beat And I can hear mine Until I wake up Until they cajole me into waking The words stir me They often bother me Or disturb the

I thought you were real I thought you were “the one” I thought my day began and ended with you I felt a connection to you That surpassed so many other connections And then the wind came It blew my hair into a spin For a moment my vision blurred And when I cleared my

Today is a Sacred Day and I don’t know why. Today is a Sacred Day and I don’t know why. I will not follow you as you go to work, bored to death So looking forward to lunch, glancing at the clock for the day to end. Nor will I follow you to school so