A Mother

  I carry the restless, unfulfilled desire and the overflowing cup in one hand, a child in the other. I carry the abandonment to sleep, the heaving chest, the heavy eyes, the weight of dreams, on my back.   Blossoms bloom from sepal shaped shackles that still flowing streams. My leaves fall awake in cold … More A Mother

Two sides of Nature through poetry

“I have no philosophy, I have senses.” – Fernando Pessoa. With the ever increasing moral relativism of modern life the quote above seems to embody a way of being that is refreshingly unaffected, simple and honest. There is a natural inclination to identify with our more basic instincts when confronted with overwhelming complexity. Although this … More Two sides of Nature through poetry

trade

I am breached by the tide by the herd stampede of morning streets the quick dry kiss goodbye   I am breached by thin streams and puddle deep shallows that drown me but keep me treading water   my feet steep hallows and lanes and exchange oily notes on a fixed game   I am … More trade

Paradox and Truth

In Ursula Le Guin’s book series “The Earthsea Quartet.” The young ‘prentice Sparrowhawk, learns that to become a Mage he must realize the true name of things. In other words he must learn how to “see” the true essence and nature of reality, with clarity. In  old folk tales the archetypal crone named “Baba Yaga the … More Paradox and Truth

Naked Poetry

Personas, personalities, ideas, opinions, the superficial, the disposable, the attention seeking, all things sourced and shaped by external forces and dominant narratives; these are the things the poems below are wrestling with. I have felt the surge within that compels me to desire visibility, recognition, and which leads me to question my truth and become … More Naked Poetry