To my father
(2013)
I met a man who told me that he’s looking for the way he might become more free, less encumbered in his life. Poor me, poor me, poor me;
I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…
I dreamed of being lost and trappe… in a land of angry fearful liars. There was nowhere to run or hide. I cowered cornered and exhausted, my back against the furthest wall;
It is me. I am stripped down to my most naked intentions; having worn so many coats and less than noble guises.
Almost silent, A numbing hum. It is a cold cloudless night. A brilliant bone-white moon hovers amidst stars upon stars upon stars…
Alone, in the same old crowd, trying to ignore this stifling pain. I am but
I stole myself away from thee and me, for love of sweet Mary Jane.
What is this code that we agree up… but dare not ever speak in words ? That mysterious unspoken-ness looming where we choose to gather. It’s sure we must be seen to know
1998.... while touring india.... exploring the town of rishikesh a popular hindu pilgrimage site along the banks of the holy mother…
I read such woeful words penned by a fallen brother; his message cut me deeply. He prayed to all that’s holy that he might cry again.
Within this pilgrim’s soul exists a hungry beggar waif, who can never afford a moment of indifference or distraction. Alert to every aching nuance
I hold truth as the highest princi… I am a liar. I value honesty over all else. I am a thief. I expect integrity from you.
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel
I’ve been so afraid to speak these heartfelt words. This secret has been kept so well, from myself, by myself,