To All The Slam Poets
Thank you to all the Slam Poets out there who revitalized me with their distinct rhythm of percussive truths. Who punctuated words with...
Coyotes
I was walking down the stairs late last night when a coyote, shrouded in leafy shadows, punctured the nighttime quietude with a single,...
Emboldened by Uncertainty
Even the shadows surrendered to the darkening descent of the moonless, starless night but not the katydids and crickets. They chanted and...
Belonging
Up above the loose lilac light slips through the silver-stretched clouds slumbering across the day’s dimming sky. And here down below I...
A New Way of Writing, A Different Way of Relating
(Bringing the Inner Relationship Focusing process to the writing practice*) Don’t charge towards the center in a single, breathless blur....
Here with Her
Here with Her In my dreams, I watched as he turned away and the feel of his hand against mine had begun to fade. I awoke to the imprint...
Vocation
I just want to play unburdened and unbothered in this grassy meadow of wild being. Holding half formed words up toward the light and...
Paint me
Paint me boldly in shades of curiosity and deepening hues of becoming. Paint my lips the color of dare-me red and dress me in a gown of...
No Before Yes
I spent most of yesterday ruminating on why the word "no" is so freakin' challenging for me to say. Then, a subtle and surprising insight...
