This inks again

Hello pen we haven’t talked in some time C’mon soul let’s etch the things only you and I know Whence did the wanderings and longings and honest moments begin their hibernations? You are welcome here. You need not burrow beneath ordinary. You need not hide from the snow and sorrow. We welcome you like rain…

Purge

Sometime I have to dig my fingernails into the keyboard to bleed It’s a healthy thing I swear. If you only tasted the iron in my apathy Would you then keep typing? I went to a jungle last week I hated the place I hated the monsters I hated the climate that made me sweat…

Alchemy

Just put me in a box I’ll be your princess Cut me into the perfect mold And then keep me safe from the world Let my universe exist in the expanse of one square I’ll just be jewelry I’ll just be hard as rock And nothing will ever break me Shelter me and let me…

The Harvest of An Idealist

This brainwork is a bed of soil A place she where she digs And I watch as her thoughts they grow I like to peek over the iron-wrought walls of friendship, fortresses and fear to see The things that grow beneath Her words fall Into the freshly-watered soil of a blank computer page To grow…

The S-cat-ology of Motion

The feline fiend curls like firm knuckles around a coffee mug – gripping warmth She reaches fingers and toes akimbo for some tenterhook treasures These bones and sinews like taffy on a rack Turning, stretch, turning, curling like the Mississippi river cuddles the banks And moves and moves rowing nearer to the corners and drifting…

You’re making people I’m making memories

This place is new Unchartered You’re making people I’m making memories I’m discovering life Some days I believe in new things Knowing I’m alive Wanting to be active, participating, creating in the world Those days I want a new fishing pole I want a sewing machine I want a good camera I want to make…

Wanting Winter Warmth

Struck again You fool These pins and needles and constant wish for closeness Intimacy you slave master You paw against my soul Sold on the promise again Of just not this alone Of just not this quiet Breath of another Warmth of another Must destroy these longings Must silence it all Bury it deep With…

Little

Moments when You feel like A sparrow Small Fragile Sometimes the surface of my smile is like a speckled eggshell Vulnerable to the tiniest of bumps and cracks I am little in a great big place A great big world With my little hands My little age spots And my big understanding of pain. I…

Surface

Here is a recent poem dealing with some of the more difficult parts of life.

My Highlight Reel -2016, A Bucket List Year

This was a year of discovery and conquering fears. From little things to big things, I explored the world this year. Met one of my favorite local authors at her recent book signing Interviewed with tech companies in San Francisco and Manhattan Went rock climbing and made it to the top despite being afraid of…

Song Lyrics from the Villagers

This beautiful song is sad and sweet. The words alone don’t do it justice, but were worthy of including on everydaypoet. Nothing Arrived by Villagers Savannah scatters and the seabird sings So why should we fear what travel brings? What were we hoping to get out of this? Some kind of momentary bliss? I waited…