The Dynamics of Groove

#6

i don’t care who gets the ring who wears it who has the lamps and the cleaning supplies and don’t you know there are hearts now everywhere? like the kind that said hellooooo and after a long yawn and that the stuff is no longer here i don’t care split it a million ways and…

#5

more confused than angry more stuffed away than needing to speak more afraid of meaning than feeling more resentful than righteous more betrayed than mistrustful more disgusted than indulgent more agitated more disappointed more hurt more angry about the understanding than the experiencing such a fleeting moment it lingers longer than is comfortable then is…

#4

the stopped second hand on the clock still, flat water dancing light reflections feathers from a thousand pillows fall from the sky the night’s cold warmth opens its mystery

From my poetry prompt today

YOU GUYS. I am feeling all the things. Here’s Maggie Nelson, in The Argonauts “Before long I learned that you had spent a lifetime equally devoted to the conviction that words are not good enough. Not only not good enough, but corrosive to all that is good, all that is real, all that is flow……

challenge

I started a couple challenges. One is a 30 day poetry challenge with the Escapery. Myself and other writers get a prompt a day to spark some inspiration for a raw, unedited, unfiltered poem. Ooh! My favorite kind to write! I don’t know why or how, but a couple years ago, I started this thing…

#3

there is no gift or prize no win no accolade for this or anything no good job pat on the back no special discount no exclusive entrance no understanding or change in perception no likes thumbs up heart no applause there is no finish line there is no trophy i don’t come out of each…

#2

plastic granite table filled with phat beats ridge around the edge cut up yourself up when you bump and try to fill this feast of plenty feast of a thousand songs playing in plentiful unison heartbreaking to soulful whisperers in the dark in the darkness you look better you can see you how a book…

#1

i go out slide along rocks smoother than smooth point up to the sky blue its wisps perfectly smudged curator has chosen to leave this single stick along the path installation of grasses fuzzy tufts statuesque barely a wave as we pass silently but nature is so whimsical with its placement we wander further into…

Hot Tub Music Loop

I discover the name of a song that has been haunting me for 15 years…

Catalyst of change

I’ve been thinking a lot about healing and I suppose whatever the opposite of that is. I’ll go with destruction– that seems to be pretty far from what I understand healing to be. Once, at work, it was a stressful day and a co-worker was talking about this experience she had where she was the…