[Reflection] Age of Transcendence

Why are we all so worried about getting/ being old? Signs of aging are such beautiful things – Each grey hair, wrinkle, mole, and freckle are the small evidences of wisdom we’ve received as we transcend life’s experiences; and overcome the obstacles we encounter as we journey our life paths. Embrace your age! You’re still a beautiful being, no matter what.

Posted in New Work, Poetry, Random

Sick Day

Sparkly nails and coffee cups,

a rumpled comforter,

sunlight on my bare skin…

Today feels like fuzzy socks

and comfort food

and not leaving my bed.

I’m sorry, but I don’t think

I’ll make it in today…

Posted in New Work, Poetry, Self-discovery and growth

Wandering Antenna

In the background,
Sadรฉ is crying everyone’s tears

and me, I just…
feel everyone’s feelings,
a wandering antenna
picking up the static
hidden behind waves –
not meant for shore;
Life is no beach.

Lapping in endless marathons
around frequencies unseen,
a maypole dance
of uncharged energy
for which I’m the conduit –

Like the crossed signals
of a broken remote;
sometimes,
I struggle to change the channels.

Posted in New Work, Poetry, Random

Calluses

Sorry if it seems

I’m just not into this –

but…

I’ve arrived at the end of my emotional

rope

and currently,

all I have to hold onto

are the calluses

from the last drop.