Poems, gathered by the month.
It's the normal moments The groggy good morning mumbles And the good nights slipping from lips as heavy as the eye lids Where we get to…
The tenderness Of pain The depths at which we go to continue it To deepen it Not wanting to and yet Carving away, deepening, strengthening,…
A good trigger A triggered moment Lays bare attachment and aversion An unveiling so to speak A buffet Of shit I don't wanna eat That I…
First lesson This body won't be as it is forever To move slow To learn slowness To allow for slowness Now No need to wait Had the first…
A sweetness To bear the unbearable To bare To the unbarable How do we do it She asked I don't know But we do
Life just isn't so separate Addressing one thing Feels like it addresses all others And not tending to another Feels like not tending to…
Life just isn't so separate Addressing one thing Feels like it addresses all others And not tending to another Feels like not tending to all others The above is me Trying to sound clever The felt sense is not inspiration or ineffable moving through In turn it's trying to write something This above bit Is intimate Real Not trying to sound clever Just seeing what is The above bit here Is just observation Seeing something unfolding In real time Huh
The weaving and layering of connection Several touch points that inform both past and the future We can pull the past to now And pull the future to now But the now is unshakable Always moving Vibrant and alive
The incense gets lit Rain or shine
It's so beautiful A song moving through the mind While admiring the beauty around me A simple mantra With attention rooted in the body Eyes open No rush A meander