Tag Poetry
I am a creative person. Writing is my primary outlet, but I also like to draw silly cartoons and play the guitar. This creative energy provides meaning and happiness to my life and I consider this energy as central to… Continue Reading →
Last Saturday, July 9th, that perhaps among the three (3) best days of my life (my wedding day and my son’s birth being the other two). For years , I have dreamed about performing at the Nuyorican Poet’s Café. On… Continue Reading →
Sometimes, work sucks. Although I stopped drinking alcohol and smoking weed more than 15 years ago, I totally get why people use. Drugs and alcohol short-cut anger and frustration and there are times when I can understand the desire for… Continue Reading →
I consider myself a good writer and teacher. At the heart of both is the hope and the belief that I can share information in such a way that can ignite the good, strong, and beautiful in those whom I… Continue Reading →
drug-induced zombies breathe, angry that they do air is nothing more than poison to those who resent the day they first tasted oxygen they walk cavalier and rocky roads unaware of their cut and bleeding feet they just want… Continue Reading →
i walk while detritus at my feet frames shards of broken lives that reflect a cubist distortion of what I could be bottle twists and pipe puffs could’ve scattered me among dead sagebrush and forgotten dreams but i ignored the… Continue Reading →
you are here not in flesh, but in spirit like a butterfly’s wing that hits the sea you left a ripple that grows and grows…. Your smile was a sun at night flowers bloomed under your moonbeam glow and danced… Continue Reading →
you are here not in flesh, but in spirit like a butterfly’s wing that hits the sea you left a ripple that grows and grows…. Your smile was a sun at night flowers bloomed under your moonbeam glow and danced… Continue Reading →
may be just a house yet it resonates with and through me… adobe bricks and mud-plastered walls contain sounds and smells that echo in me as well haven’t lived there in years but really, i’ve never left this house and… Continue Reading →
the sun is setting on who you are and what you want with a goodbye kiss the light will fade and dreams will dissipate within the days last mist but there’s still time and light to guide and chart… Continue Reading →
