Piano Woman
This body of mineIs a receiver of energyVibrations/waves of feelingPassing through. There is a finite rangeMy body is able to … Continue reading Piano Woman
Tag: poem
Poor Poor Pitiful Me
The stories you tell yourself are just stories Your fucked up life doesn’t really exist except in your head I … Continue reading Poor Poor Pitiful Me
No Where to Run
I’ve given meaning to all I feelAnd to all I see–believing it’s real The jealousy and greed that I see … Continue reading No Where to Run
Alyssa
In this blessed coolness of morning When the world is beginning to wake Before thought has arisen Just being…for … Continue reading Alyssa
Pure Potentia
I lost me when I fell through the spaces between words When I fell into the cauldron of pure potentia—where … Continue reading Pure Potentia
Precipice
On the edge of death Balancing on the ledge Looking into the dark Scared out of my wits May be … Continue reading Precipice
Divine Mother
In this stillness of morning Before thought splits the day I surrender to Divine’s embrace And feel Her breathe me— … Continue reading Divine Mother
