Where Is Home?

Where Is Home?

Where is Home?Within my walls of skin and bonesI carry all that I need to be at home.As I bend into a tent and extend my limbsMy arms and legs create my base.Sheltered upon the earth, My folded body stretches, holds firm. I rise like a tree, roots embedded.My branches...
Harmonize

Harmonize

HarmonizeI close my eyesOpen my earsHear the soundsOf the morning.The rumbling rhythms of Garbage trucks, The swish of a sweeper,The sweet high notesOf a warbler, the ca-chagrackle of the crow.I’ve come to knowThis song as my greeting.I, in my high-rise,No longer a...
Twisted Like A Pretzel

Twisted Like A Pretzel

Twisted like a PretzelI meditate with pretzeled armsHands folded against my browLegs crisscrossed, squared in a yogi box.With each breath,I travel down and upRetrieving perspective.Seeking Sanity. Within me, a river flowsThrough convoluted bends.Pours into the ocean...
Endlessly Unfolding

Endlessly Unfolding

Endlessly unfoldingI see the wrinkles along my brow,The crease lines around my mouth,The web that spreads by the edge of my eyes.If you stretched the folds outward,You’d see in the accordion of my life, Revised, rolled, curled, unfurled.My heart and soul include all...
Jotting

Jotting

Why do I jot down my thoughtsIn illegible scrawl?A brain overfull with questionsSearching still as I age.Ponderings that are no more profound Than an easy conversation with a friend.Is it to prove, or impress myself, or remind self To think forever?More likely, I...

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