Published inKnow Thyself, Heal Thyself·PinnedMember-onlyAutumn’s MisdemeanorsA human’s purpose met — I remember all the poor decisions I’ve made in the fall. Autumn’s misdemeanors: places I loved full of people who never loved at all. The leaves last testament before they turned to dust — a fiery inferno of colors signifying a lust — for life and entanglements that were never…Life2 min readLife2 min read
Published inScuzzbucket·PinnedMember-onlyThis is the Line We Draw Between UsOld Wounds — This is the line we draw between us — a reminder of who will win. A chalk mark on the pavement, signifying where you begin and I end. If you cross it, will I forgive you? Well, that depends upon the day. Don’t sigh — that truth extends two ways. …Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published inBlue Insights·PinnedMember-onlySpare ChangeWe get what we can take — A prose poem. Last night I watched a man pay for his packs of Coca-Cola with a bag of spare change. His toothless frown — emboldened by the wrinkles encasing his face. …Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published inBlue Insights·PinnedMember-onlyThis Old EarthKeeps me in line — “Oh, earth, you’re too wonderful for anybody to realize you.” Thornton Wilder, Our Town There’s not much new to this place we call Earth — the wallpaper, once silk grandeur, is cracked, and people don’t want wallpaper anymore. Or that’s what “they” say, and I guess it’s true — this…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published inKnow Thyself, Heal Thyself·PinnedMember-onlyCreatures of the Earth After the FloodAntediluvian Manifestations — There is a life beyond the river of self-limiting belief. A redefinition of existence on our terms — untethered from the mundane expectations set for us by prisoners of an unimaginative trance. Across that twisting river of troublesome toil — on the other side of that insipid ravine lies a…Life2 min readLife2 min read
Published inBlue Insights·Sep 30Member-onlyAt Wandering’s EndWe begin — We have come to the end of our wandering and are left with questions still. About life and the impending death of all that we hold dear — and near to us as blankets to infants, they placate our ubiquitous doubts. We suckle at the teet of dependence as we…Life2 min readLife2 min read
Published inMove Me Poetry·Aug 12Member-onlyGrieving Wrong TurnsEvery loss requires healing — You may experience immense sadness even when the “wrong” thing ends. Relationships and roles that — didn’t serve your true self still played a real part, shaping you now. Grieving heals. You can cry. Grief is confusing. One, it never follows a singular track; instead, it winds about cyclically —…Poetry3 min readPoetry3 min read
Published inKnow Thyself, Heal Thyself·Aug 4Member-onlyA Finite AllegoryI have been the brightest star — I have been the brightest star, shining through the drudgery of a cloud-soaked sky. “Oh, how marvelous you are” — sustained on morsels of praise sent aloft by stranded travelers on their way to nowhere. I have been the quiet stream, roaming through the thick weeds of your backyard. “Oh…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published inKnow Thyself, Heal Thyself·Jun 20Member-onlyUnfinished PoemsFully actualized life — Unfinished poems collect dust. In digital drawers — delayed. My heart. Can I trust? In time, I will find the right words — the perfect rhyme to articulate the pain and passion that is now latent. Waiting. Will the sun dawn one morning only to watch me sleep and then…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published inBlue Insights·Jun 16Member-onlyStargazing and SufferingWhat will be will be — What if it was enough? What I said then — on that day — even if it came out crooked and off-tempo — even if it hit that spot inside of you that no one dares to glimpse, let alone touch. What if ineloquence was the balm you craved? What…Life3 min readLife3 min read
