Category Archives: # Poetry

I pat my pockets of empty memory as I pace an unfamiliar place, a door,do I enter now? A room full of strangers eating, laughing and I knowthis isn’t real but it’s my unreal-ness,to claim in each inhale and exhale,shifting on the pillow I remember that to persevere through the sludge of technical misgivings is bold. And soon enough theContinue reading “Poem #9”

Brake press, knees lockcar skids further off the road, flinging us out oflike ejected cassettesthe ribbons of our storiesflail in the wind, a man in blue-black shirt holds the hoodpops open a grin not right,slams down declaring nothingcoherent, a woman hit-bleedingholds up her still-born, an extendedtether to her womb. Howcan I help when I knowthis is notContinue reading “Dream #36”

Up and down, creaking white stairs dusted with emptiness, a book case book-ends myconfusion of place, fading smallimages of children decoratethe growing goosebumps along my arms “take what you need”an omniscient voice beckons meto the pantry piled with sustenancefor the journey ahead. Recoiling the steps it took to get me here,I don’t know how to get home, to move myContinue reading “Dream #43”

Encircled timelines slide sloppilyacross kisses from bearded chinsto smooth, soft lips and pools of icy blueset deep into pale skin, a silent urgingfor my impatience to quell before I set off to the moon and back to declaremy love.  Puffy white coats and frost bitten grasscrunch under onlookers restless feetshifting, uncomfortable, but can not look away. HeldContinue reading “Dream #7”

It’s all wrong, wrenching my stomachkeeping me awake, I want to snugglebut the dogs snore grates me nervesas my mind loops over and over how wrong I have been, into my dreamsI can’t seem to get it together, my belongings strewn across city blocksand the car has no breaks to stopand collect myself, before I know it IContinue reading “Dream #50”

Morning comes but I don’t want it.Turn back, inward and rest beforerays of light no longer leave me be. Small aching swirls the bottom of my bellyfeet twitch and ankles roll, preparing forcool ground and an inbox full of tasks,how can I pause long enough,to come alive for the day?

Where I used to drown,gasping for grasps on reality, the depths of potential“Should’ve” & “What if’s” pounding like wavesyou may be familiar?  Reduced to a larval stage,to grow again from teachings grounded in graciousnessand mystery. Our bonded roots flourishin communal soil, collaborationstrengthens our growthwe are one-we are many  

Caught by a golden lightlarge hand scoops sacral to solar plexus,finger tips curl upwardembracing the warm yellow “I know who I am” Pushing from the center, my own sweaty palms clench, tight refusalto letting go, wrenching gut loosea final emptiness, sour yellow  “I don’t know who I am”

An afternoon hollowedby caffeine drop, pinningblank memories in the spacebehind my eyes, the shell of myselffingers at keyboard ready to fulfillcommitments of success. Her curiousnature peers off the back stepinviting my mind, body and spirit toreconvene in the crisp air with herby my side. bursts of color shake loose the spell of numbness,  pullthe prayer fromContinue reading “Poem #32”

A duchess shouts her morning greetings to the taunting squirrels tight rope walkingbetween their yard and mine. Rock music pounds, an enlivened soundtrack rocking in and outleg pressed to your ear, holdingme open to softened light and a cool breezeI am close, a squeeze andcollapse of sounds, held there between ourchests until we pull away and decide who’s going toget the coffeeContinue reading “Poem #96”