my life is a secret gift unfolding with every turn a marvelous miraculous inconceivable occurrence that is a glory of moments that if spoken would be too good to be true i stand like an overexcited child lapping up the magic of each exquisite moment that can only truly be known from the inside looking [...]
April 13, 2010
i could never be a poet i don’t live on Walden Pond and i like shopping i am inspired by McDonald’s straws and plastic bags floating in the wind see American Beauty I am not even original and yet this is a poem therefore i am a poet written on sunday 21st january 2007, los [...]
April 13, 2010
I recently met a young man, who was a poet, and even after much persuasion he would not allow me to read or hear his work. I understand. It took me months and years before I finally gathered enough courage to print off a bunch of my poems, and plonk them furtively on the table [...]
April 13, 2010
Who would not want a little more poetry in their life? And I am not talking about drama, I am talking about poetry. And not necessarily Keats either. Living a poetic life is about seeing your life and your work as an Artist. Creating. Why is it that the TV program Masterchef makes cooking enticing [...]
April 13, 2010
As I found myself moving more fully into embracing myself as an Artist, I was plagued with feelings of being an impostor; comparing myself to ill-begotten notions of what true artists are, and being painfully aware that I was not meeting up to my romantic ideals. I found myself under constant self-scrutiny, saying, “this is [...]
April 12, 2010
the infantile morning breathes innocence into the dawn clamoring to shine away the dark naively hoping that once more this day will deliver peace written on friday 22nd February 2008, los angeles, california
April 12, 2010
what if being me cost me you i wanted you to be with me but it cost too much it cost me me in the past i paid the price knowing it was too much more than what i had but i wanted you so much i would have paid anything and i did i [...]
April 4, 2010
i journeyed to my guru and laid my head in his lap and laid my hands on his feet and laid my heart in his hands and let go while i lay there he healed me my heart my head and my shattered disillusionment and he showed me how life could be and how i [...]
May 11, 2010