You never met your father’s grandfather but you know him through evening tales you know him in songs of him you know that he is the first generation of pride When your father tells your history he tells you to hit your chest and…
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Burning Tree
The Tree of Life is ablaze tonight. A hot rage has been ignited Women’s rights are being stripped away by a system so wrong sighted In the name of God and “unborn children,” they are stripping women of their choices. but this is clearly a…
how many times did it take you?
how many times did it take you? going back / rewinding, uncoil the tangles / smooth the sharp edges of the world that scraped away at me / made me vulnerable // the hardest part was acknowledging / I had been allowing it for so…
City of Stars (Hour 3)
The city stays beaming and breathing while others sleep it lights up on weekends the bubble spreads like a wildfire alcohol exhumes wild personalities tucked in all week loud pass hands bodies seek warmth in others the city is alive in a high mood…
Hour 3 – Beneath the Hangman’s Tree -Image Prompt
A man stood beneath the tree, Waiting it seemed, for me His gaze was soft as diamond His mood as light as iron He had been waiting for me But why beneath this tree? This tree was like most around it Red leaves and…
2022 hour 3 / prompt 3 “tension”
2022 hour 3 / prompt 3 “tension” Prompt: chose – audio prompt ‘city of stars’ arr. for 2 cellos Dance, like life, is an exercise in tension So much can be expressed with so little Knowing when to reach out Knowing when to…
Melodious melancholy
One of the things I can truly say brings me earned regret is my lack of musical ability A great-aunt who taught piano offered me free lessons I passed, parents didn’t push An old soul, junior high me discovered Big Band music bought Glenn Miller…
Let the song play
We sat there in silence neither of us had anything left to say I could see the hurt in your eyes and you could feel my anger As I tried to figure out if this was over I realized my phone was still playing music…
Hour 3
Exhaust pipes leak nervous purple dreams, the stardust that shines through my fingers will blind the audience. Come at me and I will eat your face, I say. No words spilt, only your embrace counts. Don’t ever leave me, I think. Traffic jams. My arteries…