and tonight, haiku
feels like way too many words
to capture this day
Monday, September 2, 2013
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Friday, August 30, 2013
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
scattered as my thoughts
stars across the velvet sky
burning as they fall
gather me closer
warm lips whispering on skin
we ride the night waves
.................................................
impressions and memories
creating our own reality
everything is now
to experience
stop, be still
and listen
stars across the velvet sky
burning as they fall
gather me closer
warm lips whispering on skin
we ride the night waves
.................................................
impressions and memories
creating our own reality
everything is now
to experience
stop, be still
and listen
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Sunday, August 11, 2013
how to put to words
all the lives I brush against
overwhelming need
in the deep hours
there is nowhere left to hide
hold me, keep me in
................................................
yes, truly, we think too much
rather than go with need
our wants are simple
answers, sublime
if only we listen
quiet the noise
end the doubt
we are not
meant to
be alone
be still
open
your
eyes
all the lives I brush against
overwhelming need
in the deep hours
there is nowhere left to hide
hold me, keep me in
................................................
yes, truly, we think too much
rather than go with need
our wants are simple
answers, sublime
if only we listen
quiet the noise
end the doubt
we are not
meant to
be alone
be still
open
your
eyes
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
curling twisting vines
hearts green reaches towards the sky
people in my life
this one from a couple of years ago came to mind today...
hits like a hammer
memories riding on air
the scent of a thought
...................................................
as I live more in the moment
words turn into the air I breathe
becoming harder to separate
from thoughts or feelings
left without boundaries
filling, dissipating
I am endless
limitless
found
hearts green reaches towards the sky
people in my life
this one from a couple of years ago came to mind today...
hits like a hammer
memories riding on air
the scent of a thought
...................................................
as I live more in the moment
words turn into the air I breathe
becoming harder to separate
from thoughts or feelings
left without boundaries
filling, dissipating
I am endless
limitless
found
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Sunday, June 9, 2013
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Friday, January 4, 2013
Monday, December 31, 2012
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Monday, November 19, 2012
looking up at you
I fall through the open doors
so easily lost
...................................................................
there is no telling when this will happen
without warning and no place to hide
sliced open...exposed...released
finally to become weightless
climbing the velvet night
a clear searing flame
soars deeply over
endless waves
vulnerable
powerful
crashing
falling
rising
you
.................................................................
I explore through words. Who I am, what I am learning..experiencing.
This is only my view, and all it ever can be. A small slice at best.
It is not easy to be so exposed, but...necessary.
I fall through the open doors
so easily lost
...................................................................
there is no telling when this will happen
without warning and no place to hide
sliced open...exposed...released
finally to become weightless
climbing the velvet night
a clear searing flame
soars deeply over
endless waves
vulnerable
powerful
crashing
falling
rising
you
.................................................................
I explore through words. Who I am, what I am learning..experiencing.
This is only my view, and all it ever can be. A small slice at best.
It is not easy to be so exposed, but...necessary.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Friday, November 2, 2012
Monday, October 8, 2012
Friday, October 5, 2012
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Monday, September 24, 2012
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Friday, September 14, 2012
alright,
the wind has changed
the light grows long
I cannot stop what it does to me...
Love it/crave it/dread it
.....................................................
standing in one place
years in front and behind me
running standing still
stop, listen, and tell
me...do the years define you?
no, I am here now
can you feel that wind?
from the day leaving the sky
minutes pass to years
I will not stand still
don't look for me behind you
stretching into space
slide across my skin
slow trails of heat to follow
deep hot explosions
............................................
lots of reflection tonight
unexpected open doors
that I glance into as I go by
and I won't even talk about that last one
except to say, it could be
a whole separate blog
so much more there...
the wind has changed
the light grows long
I cannot stop what it does to me...
Love it/crave it/dread it
.....................................................
standing in one place
years in front and behind me
running standing still
stop, listen, and tell
me...do the years define you?
no, I am here now
can you feel that wind?
from the day leaving the sky
minutes pass to years
I will not stand still
don't look for me behind you
stretching into space
slide across my skin
slow trails of heat to follow
deep hot explosions
............................................
lots of reflection tonight
unexpected open doors
that I glance into as I go by
and I won't even talk about that last one
except to say, it could be
a whole separate blog
so much more there...
Sunday, September 9, 2012
trying and trying
to understand where I am
why do I know you?
.
.
.
5:30 am
yes, it has been a long night
lives left uncovered
.
.
.
the night is quiet
beyond the expectations
dreams mix with the stars
.
.
.......................................
to understand where I am
why do I know you?
.
.
.
5:30 am
yes, it has been a long night
lives left uncovered
.
.
.
the night is quiet
beyond the expectations
dreams mix with the stars
.
.
.......................................
so much more to say
but so very tired
and does it really matter?
I will listen and wonder
and does it really matter?
I will listen and wonder
and only answer
my own questions
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Friday, August 31, 2012
damn...awake again
with expectations and hope
blue ink on my hand
not mine, but others
fitting me into their plans
expand to silence
I remain my own
see me and I will see you
stripped free, and waiting
with expectations and hope
blue ink on my hand
not mine, but others
fitting me into their plans
expand to silence
I remain my own
see me and I will see you
stripped free, and waiting
.............................................
maybe better as conversation
but an interesting challenge in haiku
and life goes on...
but an interesting challenge in haiku
Monday, August 6, 2012
Monday, July 30, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
Friday, July 6, 2012
Friday, June 22, 2012
Thursday, June 21, 2012
knowing no other
I can only return here
lost inside myself
..........................................................
but I choose to be lost sometimes
I can only return here
lost inside myself
..........................................................
but I choose to be lost sometimes
whether it's in myself, out past the horizon, or deep in dark eyes
I find so much when I'm lost, and then...see the world differently
there is a beauty in the unknown
Sunday, June 17, 2012
okay, here we go...
caution, I am wordy tonight
I have no desire to hide the years I've lived
if it puts me in a different place
if it puts me in a different place
than the people around me
(not a better place,
(not a better place,
or a clearer place,
just different)
just different)
so be it
I will ask questions
I will ask questions
I will wonder and explore
I am looking for honest answers
they will not hurt or stop me
but might change me
and make me better
I am looking for honest answers
they will not hurt or stop me
but might change me
and make me better
in different phases of life,
we ask different questions
we ask different questions
I cannot ignore mine
but maybe I need to
temper my search
take a breath
but maybe I need to
temper my search
take a breath
be still
..................................................................
I wrote tonight
built-up impressions
and experiences
I wrote tonight
built-up impressions
and experiences
from recent days
(what are Sunday nights for?)
each happened
and was felt
each happened
and was felt
do not think
unless you ask
...............................................................
trapped by the music
it held me without remorse
stripped me to my bones
holding back the miles
words of love become bridges
eyes close, you are there
trying not to look
too much hope in those dark eyes
I am not the one
there is even more
go to the edge of the sky
stop there and listen
beauty in a glance
chance a look or slow smile
the earth shattering
why is it so hard
to speak with an open mind?
we assume too much
the people I know
twisting tendrils of clear light
circling the globe
hush now, be quiet
stop the chatter with a thought
softly to the floor
Friday, June 8, 2012
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Monday, May 28, 2012
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Sunday, April 15, 2012
the world gets smaller
our lives woven together
with each written word
.......................................................................
Not ready to stop writing here yet obviously.
And I am tempted to explain a little the last post...
but I will not try, except to say
the blog is cumulative.
Exploration.
our lives woven together
with each written word
.......................................................................
Not ready to stop writing here yet obviously.
And I am tempted to explain a little the last post...
but I will not try, except to say
the blog is cumulative.
Exploration.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
to be so quiet
the sound of light dissolving
echos into night
.............................................
I am contemplating stopping this blog
I would continue to write...just not here
I would miss coming to this place
but look...see?...right there...
at the very beginning
of those first lines
that I just typed,
a closing door
to one room
it echos
empty
"I"
that door is not meant to be closed
so maybe it's time to step back
and slowly close my eyes
and let that crazy light
spin madly off
the walls
the sound of light dissolving
echos into night
.............................................
I am contemplating stopping this blog
I would continue to write...just not here
I would miss coming to this place
but look...see?...right there...
at the very beginning
of those first lines
that I just typed,
a closing door
to one room
it echos
empty
"I"
that door is not meant to be closed
so maybe it's time to step back
and slowly close my eyes
and let that crazy light
spin madly off
the walls
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