Once This morning I woke up angry. Or perhaps just pissed at everything in general, which, as I write this, realize its pretty much the same as being angry, but feels better to type “pissed”. It was my second wake up. I had a wake up at 1 a.m. I tried to goContinueContinue reading “Once”
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Poem / Song: When We Gather
There’s a revolution flowing through us when we gather it is screaming to be free There’s a revelation flowing through us when we gather it is screaming to be free -SPL More information: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_of_Freddie_Gray #
Story Weaver
Went for a long walk today. This year April in the Northwest is warmer than normal. The tulips lining the yards of my neighbors have already risen, bloomed and most are now just stalks of green. Apple and cherry blossoms line the street to the trail head. Digging into the trail I heard the streamContinueContinue reading “Story Weaver”
Poem: Cheap Requests
The catholic prayers of my father rise with Smoke from a veladora wick Sanctuary Series Assorted Saints only $19.99 Repeating parts that turn In a truck engine hum idle outside It is not the wind Not the ocean Not the rain As murmurs groan request Sets me in a day dream. An atom beatContinueContinue reading “Poem: Cheap Requests”
Event: A Night at the Gallery
You are invited to A Night at the Gallery Saturday March 21st, 7:00 p.m. “BRD recently received incredible community support for a new choreographic project with Seattle modern dance great, Mary Sheldon Scott. Join the dancers of Bellingham Repertory Dance and choreographer Scott on Saturday, March 21st for a unique performance in the Western Gallery.ContinueContinue reading “Event: A Night at the Gallery”
Event: Clover Reading
You are invited to the Independent Writers’ Studio’s publication Clover A Literary Rag Winter Vol 8 reading This publication is published in Bellingham, Washington, but accepts submissions from poets and writers located all over the nation. Every year as word get out, the book grows in proportion. This is my second time appearing in theContinueContinue reading “Event: Clover Reading”
Poetry Book: Odd Little Things
This book was a lifesaver. Written over the years of late 2012-2014 the poetry that emerged from my finger tips started to take a new direction. Nature and love topics will always be on my forethought, but objects like a pole, a cinnamon roll and a rain drop on a porch at night attacked myContinueContinue reading “Poetry Book: Odd Little Things”
Poem: Groaning with Graffiti
In the style of Denise Levertov, poet (1923-1997) Three years the poem of your body, of my eyes upon your body of my hands reading each muscle— Stroking, sweeping the scent in the rite of worship, going down from the beat of a neck vein, along broad shoulders, twisted hair trail, belly to cock. ForContinueContinue reading “Poem: Groaning with Graffiti”
Poetry: Housekeeper
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Housekeeper People of all types Come and go to my hotel The same room will house Many different lives Some stay for less than eight hours Others for days Each time I reset the room Removing the evidence of a life I know them now when they walk in…
Poem: Voice on the Trail
Voice on the Trail “and at last I saw : wherethe road lay through sunlight and many voices and the marvelorchards, not for me, not for me, not for me.” -from the poem ‘Then I Saw What the Calling Was’ by Muriel Rukeyser (1913-1980) All the voices of the Wood called “Shannon!”ContinueContinue reading “Poem: Voice on the Trail”
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