the echoes

Oceans

circled in, vacuumed, lostin this tanglenessclouds, cravings, chatter, vines let me know when you arrivei am everywhere in this fence, i stand andfrom my palms slip the odds and endsi… more

Oceans

A quiet hunger for the wildA wilder hope for lifetimesThey say it’s a shot in the darkI say it’s a shot in the blinding light more

Changes

I once had a dreamIt was all I ever wantedI thought it mightexplode any momentAnd then it didI exploded with itAnd then we were gone more

Changes

Chemistry

it must be built it must be a source of strength it must be mixed it must be quantified and not quantified it must hurt like a failure it must… more

Chemistry

Do you want to know what I’m thinking right now? I think of you everyday, as if you’re mine to think. But anyway, thoughts are unwinding in the wind, and… more

Capacities

If you can’t feel the spine and roots and calm and circle of the people who surround you, build it, become that inclusive embrace of warmth, gather up the energy and… more

Capacities

Organic

Have you touched seen tasted it Glass in between Have you felt the energy of things as it was The night before They come to me, like moths attracted to… more

Organic

Sea foam that ragesbelow my feetNoRather white wavesthat weepQuietly, smoothly, under the undisturbingglare of the afternoon sun NightUntil I sought a spaceinsideUntil this woman whispered her shantiUntil his vulnerable voice… more

Rain

Savaged the glass window And gloried in its broken pieces And sharpness On the floor, the pile of broken pieces Took them all Like precious, delicate shells, cupped them inside… more

Rain

Ephemeral

it comes out of her mouth, it comes outof her fingersat the tips of her hairright therethey blush, they rushlike wordplayslike mazesin the oblivionwhere do they come fromunintentionalthat intend some… more

Ephemeral

When you go places, do you bring and keep your many selves everywhere? Or do you peel your parts and leave pieces along the paths just like Hansel and Gretel?… more

Process

Sometimes when silenceEchoesWhen I have nothing else to sayMy thoughtsHave all the energy to fill the silenceOf you and meAnd us and this distanceOf airBack when we were flesh to… more

Process

Magic

Anything else Everything else Nothing else It’s totally, organically becoming else So how do you see it? Most importantly, how do you feel about it? Expansive or contracting? Is there… more

Magic

All these remind me of love lettersYou have a face, a fleshUnderneath the texture is your magnificent soulThat is realYou are really, really, really hereBut not really hereSo when do… more

Answers

Through your smile and your eyes Something powerful Bananas perhaps? Something good A really good soul Even without words Through your smile and your eyes He becomes happy Through your… more

Answers

Home

When you go places, where exactly do you go? Where do you lead your soul? Or does your soul lead you? Rush to where the waves swell and crash? Or… more

Home

In the bright of the morning I ask, “Can we understand (hence love) something our minds can’t grasp?” The question evaporates and I return in the hardness of the wooden… more

Blackbird

Broken, undone, sniffed, shut down, disintegrated, shredded, brought down, shamed in the crowd, disregarded, left, centered, lied to, laid down, shifted weirdly, twisted into a guest not welcome, turned paranoid,… more

Blackbird

Little Talks

I sit. You sit beside me. You stand up, you leave. You sit. I sit beside you. I stand up, I leave. How is that possible? All we ever do… more

Little Talks

Figures of the past, forms of the future. What do you want from me? And I can’t because you’re complete, someone, complete stranger. We’re not deep, drowning in attachment which is easier.… more

2016

Metamorphosis. I forgot the words needed to be written. Was there ever a need to write them down? Poet, space-gazer, also a star-gazer, grammarist, adviser, reader, listener, total stranger, lover,… more

2016

Christmas

In a cold, cold world I taste the summer from your breath There are larger things beyond ourselves. Let’s steal the moment under the tall, pine tree and give infinitely.… more

Christmas

Tomorrow we will die and you might think it is a sad thing, but then I think it’s the most beautiful gift. We won’t waste time complaining and searching for… more

Mountain

Sometimes, I mix realities with imaginations. I don’t know where I am when I wake up. It isn’t a dream the moment I open my eyes. Or was it a… more

Mountain

Passing through

Am I fearful?No.Am I fearful?No.Am I fearful?Maybe.Am I fearful?Maybe, maybe.Am I fearful?Yes. It’s painful, it’s shattering to admit. Your roar reaches my little ears as you flow your mighty waves… more