The Wabi-Sabi Writer

NaPoWriMo 2018 has reached its endThe muse, spent, will be taking in the watersin hopes of restoration and recoveryThank you for joining meon this ruthless adventureLong Live the Writers...

The muse lookswritten hardand put awaywetasshemeandersthrough the eleventh hourdesertin searchof a last wordto quench hertantalusthirstand finds itat the bottom of a bottle of bathtub ginthe last fucking wordin the last fucking place on earthNaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2018 - Day 30Based on the prompt write a poem that engages with a strange and fascinating factZyzzyva, a genus of South African weevils found on or near palm trees, is...

Ease in slowly to the liquid  embrace acceptance flows freely all around you when you let your garb down NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2018 - Day 29...

Dear Bleep,I hope you are well and enjoying all the wonderful holiday gifts that mother gave you.  I am sure that the fur coat is keeping you warm this winter.  You were always her favorite.  This pastel plastic pen she gave me is working out rather well to write a postcard. But truly, the Western Union wire was far more useful.  So I as I scribble this note to you under the shadow of Big Ben I simply must ask -How do you like...

Startled awakebyshattering glassand big ben alarm clocksgetting my bearingsin the snapchat bedroommy feetbareandcrackedlandon a cold dusty floorlitteredwith instagram filtersandgimcrack beliefsWasI was sleepingthroughlife?This corpulent duffle of daydreamdragsmedowndeepAlkmaargroovedonmy shouldersI longlikeAtlasto shrugitoffI slide the straps backand let it fallto yesterday'sfloorFreed from that peaty wastelandIfindmypathNaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo...

There you arePerchedlike a catreadying to rockhaunchand launchI am your willful preyYet I am the one who catches your gilded roughedgesin my sightthese edges long to know my depthsyour face gleams glossyin the errant beamsof a late afternoon sunyet the long shadows of your autumnbelies your gamin waysHow I longto hearthe stretching crackwhen IbreakyourspineSo supple rendereddociletomydemandsYou spread before meyourivory linedwith faintberyl veinsurging...

Notions scamperinto mymindspacedust cloudscatchglitterraysofsequin inspirationflickeringflourescentglitteruntilfallingon thefilthy floorof my thoughtsNaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2018 - Day ...

Fiercefemmefataleenrobed in candy coated cobaltStrongstiffresponsiveto your thighswishesShe climbed steep twisting peaksslowlygrindingto reachthe glorioussummitohAnd how she goes downEnough to make you screamand tighten your gripif you can get onelistenthe windwhispers her namesheisbothbeastandbeautyNaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2018 - Day 24Based on the prompt to write an elegy that has a hopefulness to...

Curled upon the cornerof the daily grindand the mean streetslay a manandhis dogSo manywalk pastwithout lookingwithout caringor perhaps like me so many days beforetoo tangled upin our nest of needfulsforever lost in a 5x3 sapphireglasshouseUntil I stoppedtoseehis torn cardboard sign"Blankets please"leaned up against himandhis dog"What is your dog's name?' I ask dropping bill into the cup"Jelly bean" he replied looking up...

I spoke my truthor at leastfound the exitand walked through it beforebeing swallowedand spat backouton my own faceI chose a differentheavingseatheading headlonginto the first summer sundayfunday festivalfear notI have the fundseven though the ATMis emptyI stepped boldlyoff the tarmaclandingsafelyinnew neutralterritorywhere moneyhorologic creativityandchocolatemeetfor coffeeand trade talksIf onlybut no matter the Grande...

Image By Harisharamnath - Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, walk by windowsmirroring smoothskin notionsbright eyedintentionsset outonthe worldtobe seenthe little girlin the waiting roomwhisperingShe is so prettythe many menlongin the sink your toothinto her thighhighwastedlifethe doctorbetraying her ownmumblingslursasoldas theprofessionshe proclaimedshe couldn'tshe didn'tcannotoutrunAdrestiashe catchesyou every timeleavinglonglineshittingyousquarebetweenthe...

I wakebut do not riseMy yeastintentionshave notbeen renderedactiveinstead sit stillin foilwrappingnext to sunbleached magazinesand loose leafnotionsI layin the hot ashas my skinforms acrinkle crackedcrustI meltand expandI dissolveand clabberParts of meevaporateOthers fade to meaninglessnesschange or breakdownoh butwhen the time is rightthe words emerge all warmand Maillard browned NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo...

I pulloutofthe closetart suppliesandthe urgegrowingfloodingmandalas on the floorthe musegetsjuicyalwayswantingmoreI breathe inthe smellofrain soaked tarandturpentineNaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2018 - Day 19Based on the prompt erase words from a paragraph to create a po...

Sunday Night in the CityHand in hand we lie on the bedour edges blendour long legs crossed like folded white swanwings, our long feet touching pressing againstfootboard in the shadow, carved like a headstone the love epitaph fills our open mouthswith grapes, your hair is ruffled, darksuch soft darknessblack as walnut, curled like tendrilswrapped around our dreams likevines, your right hand is in my rightyou reach forward offering...

Think twicewhen you are 8 and 9 of 10before youignorethe lesser of the twoBecause if you sitfor the better part of a humid summer daycurling the cordandtwisting taleswith a girlfriendon the other side of townwaving awaythe one wantingjust a tiny tidbitof yourtimeYou may find your throat dryand say"June - get me a glass of water" -you watch the little one smile and leaveShe returns proudly holding out the offeringa tall clear...

Image Courtesy of Scooter LorimoreSpring rains down upon The CityStreets slickwith oilleached upfrom pavementSidewalks strewnwith pink cherry blossoms batteredoff the treesand the puddles - they are everywherestreet cornersstairwellsand randomlow lyingintersectionsfloodwith rain wateranddetritusI wrap myselfin the ordinaryuniformofMondaydreadthose meetingsspreadsheetsand the gnawing sensethat no matter what I do I will never be finishedsoak...

I knowall too wellthe creakandwobbleof the returnMorningscollect dustof forgotten intentionsI runmy crackedfingersover the grooveworndeepby the memoriespainedby that awkwardpullof hestitationout of shapestrugglesslowand stiffWind whipsthrough tree topsgrown tall sincewinter's bareall the colorsmutedblandblending sullen to skyNaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2018 - Day ...

Dream caused by the flight of a bee around a pomegranate a second before wakening up - salvador dali fat ginger cat  Image courtesy of fatcatart So ifA surreal ginger sleeps20 of 24 hoursin a dayof whatwildthingshe dreamsyou say?AChippedand Tea stainedTeacuptellsyou will slipfrom a slick surfacedsillstalkingsparrowsASeagullflying farfrom sandy shoresignifies a sock surprisefilled with nipto sniff and kickAcreakingWobbly...

I went to the L'il Peachthe other dayto buy myselfa purposethe man behindthe counter culturequippeda priceThat will cost you a lashanda snotto which I repliedyou are purring down the right mushroom!So I paid in cashon the spotNaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2018 - Day 13Based on the prompt to write a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase get up-endedan arm and a legbarking up the wrong tr...