Ink and Paper
Poem It is only ink and paper but still it has the power to free your mind from the box you don`t have the courage to escape ink and paper easily destroyed by...
Tagged: rebellion
Head in the Clouds
Poem Head full of ideas Driftwood in the river Waiting to stand in line Hoping to get closer Say yes to anything See what happens Collecting the pieces To make a house out...
Crossroads
Poem Great job Looks like it, from here Ending-type colored sky That may point to denouement Those ribbons placed for Quality of win Classy, out of place though Life beginning stormy-like An “I...
Arise, I Say….. (For a New Day Is Here)
Poem Speaking into my heart Awakening its every sensation When you weakened it, it fell flat Niagara waters fell with less translation. Arise I say, my weaken soul for a new life becomes...
The Lady on the Floor
Poem It happened suddenly like a painful unpredictable sunshine in your eyes the sight of the body with uncovered arms and breathless mouth she was lying still on the concrete an immense beauty...
Mind over Body
Poem Look at me when I am all dressed up in the best Western clothes, in the best Indian clothes. Look at me when I am all dressed down, Walking quietly down the...
All You Need Is Just a Step
Poem Leave the darkness of your room, and make a step outside the door, and you’ll see a world never seen before, when gazes go beyond the golden sand, the lonely shore, where...
Where Did The Moon Go?
Poem I woke up last night and looked at the sky silence surrounded me water mixed with rainbows and I was waiting for the moon where did the moon go? another evening went...
Hippie Pies
Happy Life Poem Music Flies, The sky pass before me, floating into neverland of thank yous. Papa says you’ll have another apple pie, flee past Mama’s weird ambush of juices I cry not...
Walk (for S.)
Poem It’s like the face of water, the quivering glisten of dusk intimating little yet all, at once. It’s the nape of the breeze, arcane notes of salt and aquatica as churns the...
Chasing Wonder
Poem An adventure up in the hills In the wind and sun Finding the canyons Green and yellow And the brothers climbing Through the boulders Children at heart Friends flying on swings Over...
A Tumultuous Zazen
Haibun Coldplay’s “the Scientist” plays. Dreamlike imagery arises: a woman handing out cuvards; a drop of Jesus’ blood. Always returning to “wind.” Breathing The bell gongs. I can’t stand up as the others rise...
