I feel the full moon pull Longing for you Aches of the heart Muscles that no longer feel I feel the moon in my bones It tugs at my soul Crushes my spirit Leaves me full of holes I feel the full moon pull Deep inside my soul Anger and heartache Tears and laughter Ends of the spectrum I feel you Luna I just don’t … Continue reading Full Moon Feelings
Three months strong for three little lines! As I’ve said before they’re part of my morning routine now and enjoy this writing exercise. I’m proud of them all, even the bad ones. You can follow them daily on Twitter. If you missed them or if you’re not on Twitter, you can read them below. March 31 Always falling stumbling breathing standing shaking nerves because of you March 30 I cannot … Continue reading March Haikus
A Ghost in the Raindrop A ghost in the raindrop Lives within clear walls Unseen by all but only seen when it falls A ghost in the raindrop Tears down wicked walls Unheard at all but only heard when it hits on tin A ghost in the raindrop Collects in the cracks of walls Unfelt by all but only felt when it touches skin A ghost in the … Continue reading A Ghost in the Raindrop
Three little lines with a minimum of seventeen syllables have become my morning routine. I rather enjoy this writing exercise. Some move me while some are not so great but I’m writing every day and that’s all that really matters to me. You can follow them daily on Twitter. If you missed them or if you’re not on Twitter, you can read them below. I had fun … Continue reading February Haikus
The photograph by Jessica Sartini of two crows inspired this poem and another I will publish later as it’s not quite finished. When I saw the photo, I absolutely fell in love with it. I have had a fascination with crows as long as I can remember. I look up at the sky often in search of the constellation Corvus, remembering mythical tales I read from my … Continue reading Two Crows
Empty park Pigeons chattering What do they say? Are they concerned it’s empty Or do they have no care at all Restless soul A mouse skitters by Running from prey to safety Laughter in the distance Insincere Rustling wind through leaves Quieting the soul Drifting into the blues Falling into the abyss of sleep written 1/26/17 Continue reading Park Bench Blues
I was reading “The Portable Jack Kerouac” and stumbled upon his “western haikus” (he kept to the 3 lines vs the traditional 5/7/5 syllables per line). I remember in grade school learning and writing haikus and loving them. It kind of gave me inspiration that morning on my commute to write one every day.. So inspired by Kerouac, I wrote a daily western haiku for Twitter. If you … Continue reading Haikus: January 2017
An empty sadness filled the train station Maybe the gray clouds filled their souls With a heavy rain of emotions Soulless bodies passed by Ghosts on the transit Were they returning to their graves Or leaving them one final time One by one Head down In sadness? In shame? Staring at screens, looking for life Receiving only static and dead air Unfulfilling lives Momentary lapse … Continue reading Ghosts on the Train
I bow to the divine in you I bow to the spirit in you. To the mind that battles itself. To the heart that fears to be broken. To the soul that is beautifully tethered together with scars and shattered pieces of the past. I bow to energy of you. To the calmness you send. To the easiness you give. I bow to the knowledge … Continue reading I Bow to the Divine in You
And the thoughts… They invade like locusts on a warm summer night Stopping me in my tracks Surrendering me to my knees Hopeless Confused Struggling for answers Advice from friends Guidance from strangers The answer within Not knowing where to look Just look Look inside But where My heart? My head? My soul? The answer within Nothing within Stillness Quiet Alone No answer within Within … Continue reading Within