Do Something for Democracy -Billerica, MA NO KINGS RALLY June 14 th , 2025 Democracy,You held me closer thanThe night held the morningYou loaded the chambers ofMy heart with hopeAnd as the sun broke free fromThe wishful thinking of yesterdayYou… Read More »No Kings Poetry Reading
Difference holds Substance in The quaint pulling Apart of Two hearts Thread Through The skin Above Muscle Pumping into Existence The hope of Life Weaving Over and Over Again The Memory of Love The truth of Palpable Tasting Lust in… Read More »The Thread
The day Does not end In darkness Nor night Bleed out In color The forest Does not end In a field Of flowers And the ocean Doesn’t turn To sand We Do not heed To death Nor life To an… Read More »And yet…
Love is not a word Nor action Words have Double Meanings and Can be said Through Any mouth And actors Perform With Practice The actions of Love to Fool An audience Wanting to Be moved by Make believe Romance so… Read More »The Greatest Need
I didn’t know life Until I Sat still in Its presence Until I Looked up Looked deep Looked through The every day and Saw beyond to Witness… Witness The Swallow Tail eggs Resting like pearls on The face of Supporting… Read More »I Didn’t Know
There is Nothing in My heart Driving Me but Love. Love is My fuel My fire My greatest Strength to Weakness When I Let doubt Rule Me like A monarch Destined to Break My heart Just to Prove I am… Read More »Love is Life
Hear me! I’m an introvert I’m verted toward Internal reflection And fueled by The quiet Awe of Life’s simplicity As I Write and Build and am Nourished on The inward Calm and Stillness of Being Touching The gentle Heart of… Read More »An Introvert
Every day we Should strive to Shower our Hopes and Dreams with Words that Resonate The glistening Promise of Tomorrow Rising through The dark of Doubt until They Break Through Above The clouds of Fear The words Become Letters and… Read More »I Am Word-less
I rather go Hungry being Out in Nature than To fill My belly with Four walls and Florescent lights I rather dig into The earth with Hands to Work for My supper than Wrap it in Plastic and Nuke it… Read More »Welcome Back
The Eye of Mediocrity The eye of Mediocrity is The eye of Self doubt Self hate and Self deprecation— The deep Buried Pain of Never being Good enough of Falling from Confidence like Falling from Grace like Fighting The good… Read More »The Eye of Mediocrity