Today #napowrimo

Today Felt long and sad Not sure why then conversations no one wants news flashes no one wants to see someone's days end. Today was not a great day. Next time I won't second-guess myself when feeling so sad wondering why I'll know it's coming...  

National Poetry Month 4

Morning MeditationSitting for peaceful purposes,I am flooded by the painof what we do to each otherand what we do to ourselves.I am reminded of the ideathat evil is just the absense of goodand that we have forgottenthat we are the ones we are looking for.If God is a reflection of the eyes I am looking …

National Poetry Month begins Today!

And so it begins....enjoyOutside my doorthe fragrance of flowersthe buzzing of small bees enjoying their nectarthe chirps of birdsthe signs of spring.Noticing these I am contentwith what the world is offering:this moment.

#POETRY 21

<!--[if !mso]>st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--> Twenty-OneI just got started:Community college class-loadPart-time employedStarving student vegetable rice dinnersCheap tennis-shoesGrowing out dyed hairRetro-fied hippy wardrobeMinimum payment on maxed out credit cardsRunning slippery rain hillsBoyfriend at the 4-year universityPush start Volkswagon Super-beetle.I went on to waste my time in various ways,70's disco themed parties,Hippy to office appropriate to yoga cultureMoving …

#POETRY "To the Maidens"

To the Maidens;You less than skinny,stockings runned, pock-marked, less than perfect beautiesYou who can not compete with airbrushed liesBut live full out in your speckled skin wonderWorsened by the unknown chemicals in foodSupposed to feed but poisoning us.Those earned feathery eyesSparkling behind oceans of tears,Shed in moments of pain or joyThey do not compareTo the …

#POETRY Day 11 of 30

To the Self-Proclaimed Wine Steals Whore:You may make out with them in the parking lot,Share wine and tales in the same room as some of your former consorts,But unless they see you for the diamond you areTell them to pay their own damned cork fee!

27/28/29 April is National Poetry Month – today is the last day

There is something really amazing about finishing something that you didn't think you could to.  I am letting my last poem come in this evening.  But I am finding inspiration everywhere, which says "write, write, write".27Twenty-sevenAn age in which I discovered myself again.Decided that certain things were inand certain things were out.InartcreativityspiritualitydivorceOutLiesCovering upSettling forOther people's …