Category Archives: Poetry

The Dullness of Days

Mundane Monday. Clock ticks lethargically.   Look outside and see a snapshot of laboring.   Anguished face angled back. Sobbing silently.   A bathroom light illuminates a spirit caged.   Stepping back into the world wholly collected.   Toiling away in a cycle unbeatable, unstoppable.   Wearing self-destruction.   Timer reads: ??/??/????


Revitalized

Revitalized…momentarily though Gushing ideas, I cherish the soak The pen or the keyboard? Only question Answer quick, think while the flash is present Call it Geyser of Galvanization or The Spring of Surreal Stimulation Pouring into this preoccupation While weary of dwindling duration Taking cigarette breaks like I’m on speed Wait…am I on speed? Extended release…


Politics in the Classroom

Politics mentioned – observe the tension The worry is worn on faces unsure Still as detention, vast apprehension Who were you with? Were you with him or her?   Self-censorship peaking, voices suppressed Opinions are strong – all flex them at home Elephant in public, rude to address Guess it’s less stressful to have views…


“Shared Awakening…”

BayArt - New Perspective on Life

  I glance down and note with interest the roots growing from my feet… Driving down into the Earth beneath. Reaching out… Seeking roots of nearby trees… Entangling… Embracing… The joy of shared awakening into a new Spring. (Thanks, Deniz, for including me in this fabulous community of writers, thinkers and influencers.  I look forward…


The Traveller

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  One backpack, one way, to southern America(deeper than I had gone before, Costa Rica?).  I know slightly near nothing about there. One backpack, one way, to the Pacific Islands(the Philippines; homeland of my mother).  I know little of this place, but I want to go. One backpack, one way, on to Canada(Toronto maybe?).  I…