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…
Tag: poetry
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…
blindfolded
like being blindfolded and someone tells you of the beauty that’s out there and you’ve only seen that in dreams and it’s hard to believe to hold even to picture in your mind what this way out could look like for instance are there people who don’t live like this? who aren’t affected? is a…
boldness
ambient sound louder more intrusive than previously timelessly aligning and at the end of the day new dawn mornings of one thousand beginnings and the plants seem to remember but it’s been a while it’s been a while hesitancy and masked frustration no one wants to be caught not living up rather a sideways life…
sidewalk whispers
walk on the gravel full of sparkles shining pavement as each step passes a light flashes into view creating shadows that cast your feet as mirror images upon the ground ever think of how they make this sidewalk? filled with stardust like walking through the night sky if we could walk along the stars do…
for moments we don’t understand
drifting into space across universes spinning like a star wandering through green running through golden fields standing as the wind blows hair back into infinity touch the brightness above and the light falls like snowflakes like flower petals like a rainbow who bounces from brook to brook rocks lean forward to listen and clouds give…
The Dynamics of Groove 