The Wabi-Sabi Writer

Once againan untimely endto familiar intentionan emberabandoned in the ashthe questionwill you returnagainonce againstillburningdeepin all my blackNaPoWriMo 2023&nbs...

Souls sought in surveysand glossy mag quizesSeeking a sense of selfscattered about instar chartstea leavesand a tossed bit of bonehow easy to follow the flying monkeymadnessslumber in a seaof red poppiesstartleawakein snowwhenall the answersto all the questionsbefore youwithin youare beneath youjustrefuseruby sparkleNaPoWriMo 2023 Day 6&nbs...

I am hauntedmemories like voicesfillthis empty spacewhere my heart leaches outonto ivory parchmenttoo consumed with terrorthat my wordswould spill over the edgesunable to sop upthe gush of griefdisintegratingall  remaining formskinandbonestopulpgriefmy ashen remainsNaPoWriMo 2023 Day 5&nbs...

Nothing comes to the surfaceso I seekbeneath the greasy sudswrist deep in the weeks worthof dirty dishesfor anycrystal inklingreachinggraspinggrippingan oil slickserratedsteelsmilein my palmI close my handimbruing the waterwith sanguine swirlssaponifying my mindNaPoWriMo 2023 Day 4&nbs...

Ostentatious in their silencethe mooncalf and the mountebankheavy with an unmasked intentionwhere is the light of the voidCome closer careen over the edgeEcho your screamsin the lightofthe voidNaPoWriMo 2023 Day 3*Based on prompt to take a poem and write it in the inverse sentiment I selected this gem from RumiSecretly we spoke,that wise one and me.I said, Tell me the secrets of the world.He said, Sh… Let silenceTell you the...

Is there anything more obviousthan a rhinoceroshovering weightlessabovemy mind space cloudsThe elephantin the roomdisregardedlike a  thirty year old Ikea bookshelfit bowsto its obligationswaitingfor the day to comewhen that next best thingsaddles up against the horsehair plasterin a proud displayof powerQuestion iswhich will give firsttired and strainedparticleboardorthe willingnessto make changecome through the door?So I keep close...

Give inflood the edgesthe scraped up utterances waters urges upwardsagainstan almostit is almostenoughto quench long parchededges sun scaldedskin scrapedIt is a mysteryhow a point long dulledstill opensa merrysanquine riverbleeds outthe lieI tell my selfNaPoWriMo 2023 Day 1Poem based on magnetic poetry pull: almost, lie, merry, mystery, waterAI generated ima...

It is time...As the winter gives way to springwhile brave blooms begin to pierce the crisp and crystallized soilWords will wander onto the page... Today marks the beginning of the National Poetry Month and as part of this I will be writing a poem a day for the next 30 days.  Here will be my words - unedited, sometimes rushed, often forced and just maybe, if the muse is kind, beautiful....Join me on my poetic exploration of  all...