I am honored and proud to be included in this new anthology that Michelle Ayon Navajas has curated. There are more than two dozen talented authors who have contributed to this book with poetry and prose about survival after trauma. Be sure to pick up your copy when it becomes available next week! “I am…
Category: Wisdom
Hopeful Healing Journey
To my fellow artists, readers, friends and family, you may have noticed that I have been slowly decreasing my publications in magazines and my connections in WordPress. So here is a brief explanation of why. You probably know that for many years I have been suffering from neck and back pain from an old injury. Unfortunately, this has gotten worse and it’s…
“Lost Smile” Now Live On Hotel Masticadores House
slide inside old tulip, pink petals, discarded long ago drowning out the sound of laughter my heart was feeling lowhear the trees weep in tune with me I am weary brown, torn the petals rise, did you know you are not the first to appear To continue reading, please visit Hotel Masticadores…
Social justice inks – anthology of poetry – Review
Social Justice Inks: Anthology of Poetry is a vividly raw collection of poems examining many types of social injustice. I am one of the contributors, but I do not consider myself to be biased. When the books arrived, I quickly and enthusiastically opened my package. I was determined to take my time with this book. Randomly opening…
my new poem “collective heritage” live on MasticadoresIndia ( Now called ChewersMasticadores )
sparkling eyes jump to blue skieslaughter cracking like popcornoff pinecones while the sun sighs an echo, a reflection of my facejoy creates sunbeams in her smilea bald eagle spots us in this place To continue reading this poem please visit MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ). If you like what you see while visiting please…
Scorched Earth
Drifting in and out through the crying blackened bushRestricting airflow from seeking lung cells that pushTowards pockets of coolness and a nontoxic timeTo a land where the killing of nature is a real crimeWhere bullets and hatred don’t govern the dayAnd children with asthma come out safely to play An environment where oodles of patents…
Just One Thing
Anxiety, perplexing pain is like drowning in the ocean,The entirety is closing in, submerging us in slow motion.Getting lost amongst the rubble and all the after hours,Ever wonder how they came about all their dreadful powers?Instead, let us ruminate on the Son of Man and so rejoice,Giving thanks to Our God with every single grateful…
The Lonely Sailor (Part 2)
For Part One click here (Reading time for Part 2 is 6 minutes and 19 seconds) Conscious of the thin sea mist that was clinging to my body, I licked my lips, tasting a hint of salt. My big browns were taking in an exciting array of individuals walking around the boardwalk. Among the men,…
Disconnected
Lonely spaces dwell even amongst the crowded People dialogue without truth, emotion or love Sieged by countless, faceless, and woeful humans. Entrusting another is a gamble for those empty Desiring sincere contact such a formidable goal All striving to grasp and sustain such a treasure. Are we unable to simply love, trust and reveal That…
Humble Myself
Oh God, my enemy’s who hurt my heart I must love, I cling to your teachings and the affection you sent With your beloved son Jesus who now reigns above. In my life, I am never worthy of your love, for I’m bent. The sinful thing that I am, born this way, and yet you…