The Dynamics of Groove

sacred space

the type of space where people can come can celebrate can make things can be creative can enjoy each other can laugh can sing can cry can hold each other can have fun don’t have to justify anything don’t have to think of the right answers don’t have to fake someone else in order to…

peaceful moment

little quiet time no sound for a couple moments and mind clears to reveal a beautiful sky warmth from the sun on even the cold days

the time for rebuilding

night time is for recalibration body breaks into a million pieces before the sun rises when it does i go to collect them the heart goes first the nice thing is that it’s the first thing to come back and it’s beating distinctly by the time the rest of the body is in order night…

forward momentum

i have a beat inside my own internal rhythm that keeps it going keeps the pace keep going repetitious overflow it cycles back heartbeat tells me where to go tells me when to go this rhythm gives style and it’s like breathing i go fast and i can stand still and go fast it can…

the edge

i’m trying to choose between depression and inspiration i’m at the edge of restrained anger hot eyes that quiver i slow my breath i see how little i need hours go by and i’m numb i go though the motions until i realize that i am dizzy i take steps that waiver i try to…

nonfiction fantasy

there’s a point where the fiction and nonfiction begin to blur cross over into something unreal real stories and words that you can’t make you they make up a devisive narrative confusing twisting contorting facts looking in the mirror doesn’t seem like such a farse now reflection is that what it is? the confusion is…

bug walk

a little bug walking up the curve of a leaf blade of green pointed into the sky little bug keeps on scuttling up still climbing legs connecting like its walking in space this one’s upside down on the leaf and it looks normal but to walk on the leaf it’s like walking on the moon…

ripples across the water

clear pool of water that you dip your face into ripples across the surface eyes closed bubbles from the nose brush across the face through the hair until emerging letting water drain before opening your eyes droplets continue ripples rebounding creating endless circles out

cloud of rain

cloud of rain drifts past city lights and then onward to home where the hills turn green

fruit

the fruit the seeds the juice deep dark red magenta clears the blood and cobwebs from the mind skin begins to glow again come alive golden radiance like the sun eyes become sharper see like an eagle clear again able to breathe again easily