Homeless Adrift, I wandered seas of grass, across the uninhabited places, a desolate and forlorn land. Where I was destined, bound for, no one knows, compelled only to rid myself of thoughts of you, a task at which I persistently failed. Even now, years later,…

There is a journey Not a path I chose But a life chosen for me I was given an opportunity A chance to love hopelessly To take the journey of difficulty One day I met you That first day I met you That’s when it…

The land knows – You -were born of it womb from loin   fire burns, ashes lay blackened darkness Even- when you are lost   stop to listen the land – knows you   seeds buried deep sow, what you intend to reap   tears-…

“The land knows you, even when you are lost” The soft imprint of your foot in the malleable ground, shows exactly where you’ve been. The weathered trail shows hints of each person who has passed over it, a faint trace of unhampered moments spent connecting…

Ink flows on the paper as the pen knows what to write each stroke a new character the broken lines filling with tight script that tells stories hip tales of heroes, their actions throes of pain and glories I have no need for names or…

It is normally midnight When everything shuts down If you’re in the club, this doesn’t happen til damn near two. But not tonight. That isn’t what happened at all. I got all gussied up, Over my face, I made an extreme fuss. I put on…

I started high school At fourteen and shy; it sucked Boyfriend went away.   Small fish in a big pool No one knows me at this place Want to go back home.   Halls echo silence There is no place to hide All the others…

Create Creativity A human inheritance A treasure passed In DNA And Direct from gnarled hands You need not earn approval or Brace always for assault Your source is fathoms deep In aquifers of inspiration Gathered and waiting For your coming For your courage To name…

There’s nothing quite like the capitalist super port of Disneyland in Anaheim.   Sometimes I feel bad, that The place sucks our money but I guess the stamp they put on it suffices.   It’s one of those things where the pretty surface is thick…

A child of fine artists A sibling to painters, potters, musicians, and poets A cousin, niece, and granddaughter to more I am the heir to generations of Storytellers, painters, jewelers, Potters, dancers, and singers Engineers who changed the world Artists who created for kings Creators…