The Unwoven Ones
I love my friendsEach like a tapestryBeautiful threads wovenTo create a patternUniquely their own Many like a Thomas Kinkade paintingIdyllic, … Continue reading The Unwoven Ones
I love my friendsEach like a tapestryBeautiful threads wovenTo create a patternUniquely their own Many like a Thomas Kinkade paintingIdyllic, … Continue reading The Unwoven Ones
We must begin the unfuckingWe, who birthed these demigods,Must unfuck from their harmful cyclesOf trauma, violence, greed The further from … Continue reading Demigods
Erase the boxes
Remove the names and labels
It is so freeing
We are not as named
He, she, white, black, gay or not
We are so much more
Close eyes, open heart
To know the reality
The true heart of another
Pity the man who
Can not count higher than two
Binary prison
Or who claims I AM
I am this or I am that
Solidified hell
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High notes and low notesLife is like a pianoUse all of the keys To play your musicA ditty or concertoWhat … Continue reading Piano Haiku x2
Energy–My rooms are alive with energyPackets of my mother’s energy woven into a blanket, a painting, something embroidered.A coloring from … Continue reading Energy
Everyone wants to be pretty…When pretty’s just a toss of the dice…Nothing of consequence reallyNot like being generous or nice … Continue reading Pretty Is as Pretty Does
The veil is thin nowI can feel my relativesHear their whisperings Tio I hear youThe auntie we called uncleOur other … Continue reading The Veil is Thin
OCEAN I am both ocean and wave DeepStillImperturbable and EnergeticChurningInteractive You can’t know the peaceOf the oceanBy trying to soothe … Continue reading Waves
You are not the serene, peaceful water This is an expression of pure awareness You are not the changing, moody … Continue reading Deathless
There is this drive for accomplishment,A sense that something must be achievedOr a drive for adventureA sense that there is … Continue reading Door After Door
Mama didn’t raise her baby to not matterLike every mother, everywhereThe love, the hope, the dreamIs fierce and deep Mama … Continue reading Follow the Sun
Heaven is a Verb There is never a moment that doesn’t create the next moment–and the next.We are always birthing … Continue reading Heaven is a Verb
I love my apple core peopleDevoured by lifeWith big bites out of themGetting closer to their core The perfect globe … Continue reading Apple Core People