Earth

Mountains high with glaciers white sparkling like twilight.   Volcanic fire with ash and soot seep into rock and root.   Crystal lakes gleaming blue and green hiding riches unseen.   Cross vast deserts through emerald forests Back through time before us.   See the…

Streams (of Consciousness)

I have been clacking black spor -adic(t) -ally all the live long day, trying to find a way to spill my self to page without throwing in the (white) towel. I have indulged in a third cup of coffee and a quiet room; fed myself…

The Portal

Around the bend and past the stream, from winters end and springs green. past the shadows of forgotten lore, through the whispers of what came before.   There is a place, that is Evergreen. With no death, a lifeful sheen.   Follow this guide, be…

The Linguist

When I learn other languages it takes time for the words to rise along my throat and tongue the way I want them to, lined up like children in a museum holding hands, or like dogs along an obstacle course jumping, leaping, point A-to-B-ing for…

You Expect Me to What?

Fuck, are you serious? You expect me to set a timer? I don’t have one Well actually I do, On my phone but I hate doing that. How about I just write for like five minutes, Screw the editing, Straight from the brain Buku crazy…

Depression

All I know that is is that rain never falls twice in the same place. Dampness at my eyelids, sliding down cheeks, Hush my child, it is merely rain. I am not cryin, those are not tears, and yet even as the thunderclaps and the…

mattering of selfless one

operation mechanization materialization motivation enchanting and evoking invoking and attuning   allegories of old and new enchanting scene in the mind gathering thoughts prevailing even twilight so delight   carol of new dawn enchanting amplification simplification simply expressing dynamism motionless antidated a  mandate   narrating…

We need…

He comes in with curiosity and excitement, running to the desk that bares his name. His mother hides her eyes, but the tension can be seen in the shoulders under the threadbare sweater.   “We need…” the teacher says, handing her the list.   He…

Poem #8: Home

Home I fell apart (we need you together) I fell through (we need you safe inside) I fell down (we need you up here) I need to find my way (we need togetherness) I searched myself and got lost (we need to find you) I…