Why I Write Poetry (And You Should Too)

Lately, I find myself with almost too much to express through words. I’ve had innumerable intuitive insights, just beyond the grasp of the mind. But instead of trying to explain these feelings of knowing in the intricate, formalized details of prose, I find myself writing poetry. “The desert attracts the nomad, the ocean the sailor, the infinite Read more…

Nomads In Spirit

Ah – a new place A new city A new face A new day to explore A new night’s thirst for more The serenity of sunset Filtered through the looking glass Inhibitions fade Come get your ‘back-to-a-child’ pass Who knows who I’ll be meeting And the exciting mystery of how Everybody Read more…

Namaste

A short poem… ~ Angels greeting each other on the street Smirking from behind the eyes of human beings A secret acknowledgment of intrinsic connectedness A lighthearted hint at truth… ~

I AM

Divide and conquer Working all too well on Planet Earth When we attach our identity to labels We set ourselves up for manipulation To be played like pawns In a chess game we can’t quite see Who am I? Black? White? Brown? Yellow? Purple? American? Chinese? Italian? Indian? Native American? Read more…

Live It

  It’s all about experiences The people The places The “good” times And the “bad” The human experience Is to be wholeheartedly embraced Thoroughly enjoyed Be fully aware Feel the wonder of existence From traveling to new lands To the simple pleasure of air entering your lungs It’s all magical Read more…