Tuesday, May 16, 2017

abroad

home
you cannot be 
one fixed place

you have to be
fluid, adapting 
to where i am 

so let go of your 
old-fashioned ideas, to 
help me stay sane 

hello 
new home  
adopt me please

Friday, February 17, 2017

spider

​a spider
weaves its web
from one leaf
to another 

fine silk 
is threaded
into beautiful symmetry
an intricate pattern 

maybe you will notice it
on a misty morning 
hanging in the forest 
in all its dewy glory 

maybe you will say 
ooh and aah
take a picture 
and gather a following

meanwhile, a fly
caught in the web
is relished 
by this artist 

it cares not a damn
for your like 
or your comment
or for what you think

Saturday, October 01, 2016

waves on the rocks

heavy
with the weight
of a billion secrets

the sea crashes
on the shore
scattering them into the air
asking for more 

Tuesday, February 16, 2016

connection

change shuffles
the order of cards
sometimes the king 
comes first 
at other times 
the joker wins 

change shuffles 
people and places 
priorities and concerns
the cards keep sliding 
one over the other 

but sometimes 
change cannot touch 
connections
that run as deep 
as the waters that 
separate lands 

there may be storms 
on either continent 
there may be 
tornadoes 
in the sea 

but the waters
still connect 
land to land 
and that stays constant

our lives
will grow 
and transform every day 
like that pack of cards

and the waters 
may sometimes crash and roar 
on your shores
sometimes on mine 

but they're the 
the waters of 
the same reservoir 
that connects us 
and that connection is immortal.  

Tuesday, June 02, 2015

rich

let me tell you
what I see in you 
you should know 
your wealth. 

Monday, February 09, 2015

connect

i laughed
and laughed
and laughed
till i choked

and then
i took a breath 

caught your eye
and we burst out again 

some best friends
are made overnight

Thursday, January 29, 2015

inseparable


softly
sound the notes
scattered at first 

the right hand 
light,
tentatively touches
the ivories 

the left hand 
guttural, lends the song
form,
shaping it.

the two
play with each other
tugging, pulling

the right hand
laughs
trills
like a girl

the left hand 
more masculine,
rooted 
forms the bass
on which she builds 

they move
towards each other 
mostly

but at times, leave
to randomly float 
into rubatos

returning
in joy  
sometimes, the notes 
too close to each other

sometimes
at octaves
too far apart 

noisy, turbulent 
but keeping time always
through the rests

making peace 
through the tests. 

when you learn the song
you learn to play
both hands together 

two 
is a melody.


Sunday, January 04, 2015

go for it

discuss not 
your plans
to those 
who don't understand. 

think not 
about what people
will say 

they're always saying. 

conserve your energy
for treading the path 
you wish to take

look not 
at any others.