golden lace across the sky cars all lined up to see you beauty of the sun drifting down welcoming night in the glowing embers in an instant a moment that lasts for so long these cars turn to rust landscape changes as brightly warmly shining down radiance covering the world with the edges of rainbows …
Author: bjwany
I am a writer and a martial artist.
What interests me is searching within.
what is this frequency i’m picking up?
excuse me while i dematerialize broken up into thousands pieces that look good on paper a series of fragments of neverending sentences that don’t even move forward just move around lie there squiggling the brain won’t trigger the muscle to go GO! have to wait forever for this shit am i invisible? meandering thoughts spin…
girl who
girl who glitters in the industrial maze of forgotten businesses in the blandness of sidewalks and strip malls girl who glitters before she disappears turns the color of the magic hour turns around to greet the sky girl who glitters shines against the night warmth of dawn about to break warmth in the wonder she…
running through the city
nonstop keep moving beautiful scenery under the awnings soaked by rain sidewalks not flat enough to discourage puddles and pools trees shaking they look greener today stretching out further look up to the sky for a momentary break clouds moving through blue sky backdrop cool air but with footsteps on the pavement quickly passing by…
light from a distance
floating cloud drifts into the night stars twinkling above soft sounds from the waves water below still as the image of the moon patterned brightly in pieces acros the floor of endless water and in the quiet calm the edge far to distant to be seen there is the tinge of purple as the light…
in celebration of our ability to protest
today all black steady beat continuous connection to resolve connection to determination connection as i walk looking into the eyes of another and taking care of the day to day as i look out the window watching people watching the changing sky i listen to a fast paced beat keep stepping keep moving resolute inch…
bouts of rain
all the sudden rain little droplets substantial enough falling down like wind chimes resounding on a puddle look closely becomes a pond look closely becomes a lake look closely ripples out to the edges and the trees wave hello from my favorite spot look closely find an unexpected surprise that no one can predict magic…
one step closer
hand white knuckle gripping the only handle tense collective standing cuz everyone’s gotta hold their ground can’t be touched in the window my reflection fogs tells me how irritable the moment is elbows and fists intersect to find space searching and yet losing one’s grip doors open to the underworld exposing fresh cool air more…
calling echoes
walking through a deep valley down at the bottom echoes of voice reberate through what is dimly lit echoing song through the mist like a voice forgotten a memory calling moving forward mesmerized by the echoing walls mountains singing they whisper back they help you to remember to return calling as you step down the…
The Dynamics of Groove 