Poetry and Rhythm
I see your curiosity brought you here….
This is where I lay down the pieces of my heart — my thoughts, my poems, the fragments of wonder I collect as I move through the world. It is my declaration of devotion to life and its endless beauty.
I am a writer, a poet, and a musician. I chase awe, not answers. I love to pause for what others might overlook — a cloud caught on a mountain peak, the rhythm of footsteps on a forest path, the fleeting spark of inspiration that arrives between heartbeats.
These words are offerings, small windows into the way I see and feel the world. I leave them here for you — to wander through, to ponder, to step into the soft magic of life as I experience it.
Unabridged.
Unabridged.
An elevated experience,
She lifts to the sky.
Unabridged and aligned,
From the depths, she goes high.
Coming home.
Coming home.
I'm coming home,
Home to myself in my body and soul.
Home to my lover, my children, my friends.
Home to my ego, may death be the end.
Wild child.
Wild child.
Wild child, lover, muse,
She dances in the fire.
Her efforts are just,
She tastes her desire.
Perfectly aligned.
Perfectly aligned.
Perfectly aligned,
These angles in our mind.
Take a look around,
And see what you will find.
Wandering through trees.
Wandering through trees.
Wandering through trees
brings peace to my bones.
The scent of pure magic,
discrete pheromones.
The canopy of the rain.
The canopy of the rain.
I find peace under the canopy of the rain.
Washing away any lingering thought.
I am pulled to the depth of my ocean,
It is all contained in one drop.
Mediator makes three.
Mediator makes three.
A dance between polarities, a meditator makes three.
With the Tao as our guide, we may find inner peace.
Spiral of change.
Spiral of change.
The spiral of change is an elevated experience.
Lifting up through the center,
she transforms.
Trinity…what’s the point?
Trinity… what’s the point?
Trinity... what's the point?
Three points indeed.
Mind, body, breath.
Strength, structure, stability.
Beginning, middle, end.
Best foot forward.
Best foot forward.
Best foot forward, but how do I choose?
The answer will be right, I'm sure.
If left to my willpower, I may never take a risk.
Place myself in the center, and all options appear.
One, two, three.
One, two, three.
Left, right, and center.
One, two, three.
Follow the pattern and you will see.
Spiral in, spiral out.
Spiral in, spiral out.
Spiral in, spiral out.
Alignment appears.
Expanding from the center to a sphere.
Boundaries.
Boundaries are like good friends.
Boundaries are like good friends,
A measured depiction of containment.
Special maps to align with one's Self,
An exploration of arrangement.