Where are we, now?

Jumping from the diving board It was a hard rain Loud, steamy, sticky Screams from the swingsets It’s a therapy … Continue reading Where are we, now?

Everyday Zen, Primitive Love Poems

Cosmopolitan

to fly above the cloudswhere the sun is unobstructedand the moon is refined blue skysstar fieldsboundless moments to walk the … Continue reading Cosmopolitan

Passion, Primitive Love Poems

Blank slate

There wasa blankslate calledlove And upon thatwas addedone point.you The motionsfrom that eventemanate, formingthis Nowyou watchthisand think Image credit: Museum … Continue reading Blank slate

Everyday Zen, Primitive Love Poems

Always peripheral

Entering a crowded room There is no other Walking within a crowded room There is no other Liberating from a … Continue reading Always peripheral

Primitive Love Poems, Wilderness Poetry

Indigo

Skies loose grips into indigoStars caress from waist to hips like indigoMoons kiss their soft lips on indigoMilky wakes from … Continue reading Indigo