9th tattoo

Pine cones and mushrooms,

food to the soul,

feed me with nature,

and tattoos that grow,

pain is pleasure,

the art left behind,

I am a canvas,

Please tattoo my mind.



Sunset stop

I’m the girl that stops her car in the middle of the road to write a poem,

the cloudy day turned into a striking sunset,

fog and gloom was the scenic drive,

out of nowhere a perfect circle without a single ray of light,

the sun was like the golden sharp moon,

truly a once in a lifetime view,

I am that girl that stops her car in the middle of the road to capture a moment,

And as quick as it came it was gone.


Buffalo Love

One drop of love was enough to create infinite universes,

kayaking into the unknown,

trusting the river with a smile,

united into the sunset,

glistening within the flow of my veins,

grasping the waves of harmony,

I was the blinding sparkle,

the reflection of the sun,

Buffalo River current,

an everlasting fantasy.


The love of flames

Patronize my dreadful mood,

I am a fool for loving you,

take my regret and burn it,

carefully place the ashes in a forest without pollution,

scrupulously abandon it as compost.


The misguided “me” fighting “I”,

An utterly futile war,

A vicious circle of life,

Two pieces of the same thing,

Going around and around,

Getting nowhere fast,

What is the point in being asunder?

One side simply cannot conquer the other,

Dance with it,

It takes two to tango!


The spine is the very first and last breath,

posture is the life force,

each moment depends on it,

sit up straight,

breath deep with mindfulness,

align your windy roads,

pilates is a medicine like laughter to the spirit,

heal the mind, body, and soul,

with your own.

Pandemic songs

I wish I could say,

my feet are tired from traveling,

instead, my heart is exhausted,

from being here,

listening to the echoes,

of people and their opinions,

it is tiring to hear,

you can’t leave the house,

you can’t get together,

stay where you are,

do not breath,

all this negativity is killing me,

my heart may need rest,

but it’s filled with hope,

I know I am free,

Inside of myself,

we must come together,

We all need help,

your mind is the cure,

negative people need you,

to stand here and smile,

the way that you do,

it’s us against the world,

that’s fading away,

you can’t be happy,

if you let fear stay,

don’t hold on to what other’s think,

you are the truth,

we will never sink,

it’s heavy yet makes us strong,

protect your heart,

don’t let them in,

falling apart,

there is no end,

history in the making,

repeating itself,

my heart is breaking,

from trying to help,

I will listen,

no need in talking,

your words are sin,

throat chakra blocking,

in the name of everything,

heal the universe,

as I sing,

love is the verse!



A collection of tinctured cells,

some call it the kisses of angels,

activated by sun,

these clusters symbolize light,

never born with one,

the womb is dark,

each pattern unique,

never a design alike,

your body is the sky,

a canvas for the stars,

let your freckles twinkle,

love who you are!


Paradox Creek

Intractable nature,

surrounds us,

yet it fills us within,

the transitoriness,

of being human,

all revels come to an end,

dissolved into thin air,

to be born is to vanish,

in order to abide,

one must die,

a grain of corn remains alone,

until it is dead,

death brings forth the abundance of growth.


The disaster causes widespread devastation,

how do I escape the lies?

illness sweeping the nation,

deception in disguise,

sincerity is an expression,

don’t be a hypocrite,

the truth is not a possession,

we must transmit,

messengers of healing,

curing the disease,

embrace the feeling,

float away with the breeze!