White Pride BS

I am bloody fucking tolerant. Ask anyone. It’s something I really work hard on. I try to be tolerant of others’ beliefs, understandings, points of view, levels of awareness, etc., etc., etc., So I rarely disconnect from people on Facebook because of opposing points of view.   But this morning, I removed two people from my Facebook. One of them …

Of love and loss

Love! Love love love love love love…man, let that roll off your tongue a few times. The word tastes delicious and feels soft, like a roll of down in your mouth. But what strikes me about love today is the human experience of love. Or inexperience of love? I mean real love. Unconditional love. Love without borders, love with no …

Keep chasing what you love

You find your purpose by chasing what you love in the moment. If that changes, keep chasing what excites you in the next moment. Chasing the joy peels back layer after layer. Keep digging. Dig through all the things you love until you find what brings you peace. Then you’ve found it. ♡

‘Tremendous Stroke of Luck’ – a poem

Someone said (or so I read) Not getting what you want can be a tremendous stroke of luck. I don’t know if that’s true between us. But I’m prayin’ for it! Because listening to you tell me (After I fell in love) That you can’t love me back However much you want to. It’s for reasons beyond your control (nothing …

Piano – a poem for Mark

There’s hesitation in your fingers. Halting, careful.  Treading thin. Elton John is at one shoulder I’m at the other. (It’s ok. You can play). Cracking, for a moment Your voice rises. Just a little And fingers maybe glide Sing with Elton: ‘You see I’ve forgotten If they’re green or blue’ (definitely blue). And then you shift To a New York …

Rings – a poem

Rings You didn’t put a ring on it Because your ring was around my heart And my ring was around your heart. And baby, When we came together in that embrace We clasped so tight Those rings, they fused together And our hearts, They started to beat together Boom              Boom         …

‘That Scent’ – a poem

‘That scent’ Why do I smell you? It’s been months since I’ve seen you. Longer since I touched you. It’s your cologne, clinging To my clothes, wafting through the air. Subtly rich, and sweet; lingering, Like pipe tobacco. Why do I smell you? How long has it been since I kissed you? I don’t even miss you, really. Except, why …

Betrayed – a poem about regret

Betrayed ‘I’ve had someone else’ I boomed; commanded. My confidence wavered As pain cracked Across her brave little face. She tightened her lips And crushed her brow She steeled me with Her blue-eyed gaze And turned away. ‘Go.’ She quietly thundered As the wall went up. Panicked, I reach out to her. ‘I lied!’ ‘I’ve changed my mind’ ‘Don’t shut …

Dancing in the Kitchen – a poem

The Poem… Dancing in the kitchen I guess it was just after midnight We were a little wired from the heat And skittering delight. We’re getting to know each other Slowly Inch by inch Minute by minute Night by night. I stood strangely in the kitchen My arms were crossed Because I’m afraid of this. You leaned in with easy …