A Word-Smith
Only a poet understands the pickle his or her life has become. We are observers, scrutineers, truth seekers and bound
Read moreOnly a poet understands the pickle his or her life has become. We are observers, scrutineers, truth seekers and bound
Read moreIn many ways I do not understand the perceptions of poetry in today’s world. Having been so revered in the
Read moreNever shall I forget the kindness of souls, the interest and connection to this life’s purpose, and in them rests
Read moreWe strive, we accumulate, we horde, we seek security, love, status, respect, and all within the realms of finding reason
Read moreTo see the inherent beauty of a petal, its perfect shape, its colored blush and subtle heart, is to see
Read moreI am filled with hope, for without it what is the point, if we can’t envisage a future, we
Read moreWho could know the outcome of humanity’s path, self-destruction the expected aftermath of our narcissism, yet potential marks our growth
Read moreInevitable, the ecliptic cycles of learning, whether resistant, whether cooperative, we struggle, but in time assimilate truths to understand,
Read moreMy heart often becomes lost Not abandoned, but simply free Removed from the time and place Where expectations reign Rules
Read moreThere is nothing that money creates that is positive, the wanting of it, the striving for it, the lording of
Read moreWhat we see as we struggle through our day is on many levels an illusion. From birth we are taught
Read moreI have spent a great deal of my life spreading the word about the spiritual path and aspirations that transcend
Read moreChange is in the wind, not just the usual movement of life, for learning and change is our daily nourishment.
Read moreReality is but a reflection, a glimmer of the truth, woven so lightly into our consciousness, we barely notice the
Read moreSaving Grace This poem was inspired by There is a Better Way by Tony DeLorger Saving Grace is something we
Read moreHow have I survived myself, in younger years my temperament so explosive, and then children tamed me, I, seeking the
Read moreThrough worlds I have come, my memories like echoes in the ether, remind me of my journey, as stars like
Read moreWe must overcome… Woven inexplicably into the fabric of life, is the knowing of good and right, what in action
Read moreTemple of the Heart In the consciousness of Samadhi’s Divine Light, Stilled thoughts twinkle like the stars o’erhead; I wonder…
Read moreLust settles like dust upon the weary traveler, so far removed from that era of life, when self-gratification comes second
Read moreSpiritual Understanding in life… A spiritual connection… Hallowed, the lilting sounds of breath, aphonic words expressed in utter purity, soaring
Read moreUnopened door … It beckoned from the top of the long winding stairs, that unopened door I could never reach,
Read moreWhy then do I care, when
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