like a boat at sea middle of the ocean swaying there’s a certain kind of pull from the ground and yet you could be miles above the land water the silence that comes isn’t silent but rather the lack of chatter and what you hear instead is a song
Category: Poems
a hidden well
the earth has many hidden treasures secrets that the observant discover it’s like a deep well of cool fresh water found in a place few would look because the world, the earth, gives radiant deep dwelling gifts it picks the right time for it to be revealed it is so patient even through the pain…
beat of the drum
you hear one thing beat of the drum steady beat people walking in step in unison you hear the steps on the pavement on the wet pavement on the dry pavement feet stepping one after another on the ground these footsteps creating rhythm creating synchronicity we are in step shoulder to shoulder don’t be afraid…
heartbeat
heartbeat resonating strongly with the beat of the drum heartbeat fiercely resounding echoing uncannily in quiet halls and libraries heartbeat paired with the breath traveling across continents unser ocean water from the quietest purple thunder lightning flashing heartbeat steady and true heartbeat resting and syncing all around heartbeat that serves as the impulse for the…
pink skies
pink and blue striped skies today looking at the light spread warmth across clouds like waves folding in upon themselves beautiful skies like from a dream bringing the sun’s welcoming rays air that wraps you into its arms yes, the most comforting air that holds you up together you look to the sky in awe
blanket of clouds
sky is a sea of opaque clouds stretching out into infinity sunlight illuminates the pearly mist it moves slowly observing the land below at the horizon clouds morph into shapes these are the clouds from distant places traveling through mountains and over oceans beautiful sculptures which let the dreamer contemplate infatuated
passing through
golden light i’m on the corner with the fan blowing with the cardbord flapping earlier i could slide across the floor and feel my feet glide in the mirror i didn’t look like what i thought i was yesterday i learned i wasn’t a monster today i am reconciling from the fact of what that…
sidewalk reflections
guy on the corner plays drums and i’m walking just another day bass the walking this could go on forever all kinds of new rhythms together maybe a bird lands on the tree next to me and it sings all i hear is drums of course the bassline is my groove that’s how i know…
river goddess
river goddess she steps through water ankle high even on earth she walks as if in slow motion as if she was pulling her feet through water she stands on cool smooth stones she can see through infinity she can stop time she can see what was river goddess she is not always seen she…
The Dynamics of Groove 