Saturday, September 28, 2019

I have been and will always be
trouble.
best the world knows this upfront.
i have finally found the right kind of trouble
trouble that challenges the dominant paradigm
trouble that violates policies and procedures
trouble that asks difficult questions
trouble that seeks to disrupt
trouble that gets into a lot of fun.
finding my tribe has been a series of fortunate events
today i hear their voices
their heartbeats
their song
in every choice i make
i hear the echo of hope, desire and freedom
like a gentle humming of bees
blissfully sucking on nectar
i carry my mother, and her mother
and her mother before
with pride
and resounding determination
don't fuck with the mother
just don't

Wednesday, July 17, 2019

the fallout
avoid at all costs
yet it happens anyway
don't be stupid
say your truth

Saturday, May 18, 2019

go
go away from me
my flower
blooms in your shadow
and sucks the earth
to bloom again

Saturday, April 27, 2019

my life is a garden of wildflowers
to tend and admire and love
you are indian paintbrush
stroking the sky with waves of colour
as you reach and stretch and dream
born from the ashes of the earth
to be wild and beautiful and free

Saturday, October 20, 2018

a love story

begun with a desert promise
sealed with a kiss
love like bombs bursting in air
strong enough to crush a
national anthem
on both knees
the stirrings of eternity
magic dipping its toe
into ripples of the unknown
they plunged
they dared
they believed
they kissed some more

Friday, October 19, 2018

that funky time
when tears of sadness
collude
collide
conspire
with tears of joy

Wednesday, September 19, 2018

do you really want to be with me
or are you just to afraid to leave me
do you dance naked in the moonlight
or curl up with a wool blanket, socks on
can you join the revolution
or will you find another show
on netflix
click, click, click
as life passes by