poetry

Genesis

The world begins fresh, To give . . . and to bud anew. to journey the light. I’m running from, you are unkind. Still sometimes,…


Healing wounds with words

Fresh from the release of her second book, Wounded Souls: A Collection of Poems and Songs, and its companion spoken-word CD, Wounded Souls Vol. 1…


Why

Life akin to a battalion of Soldiers marches on Strong and stern, with no need for forgiveness He sets his sights His very step a…


Doughboys

Hello Doughboys Where is your war today? Vietnam’s nitroglycerin jungles weren’t enough, Now that the jungles are stained red The sand has to be painted…


Making Art

I have been suffocated, strangled My words cut short and the flow Ceased My back is broken by black and bulging beasts, Whose sadness seeps…


He’s our man

Most people believe Leonard Cohen authored the playbook for late-night conversation, drinking wine, making out and then feeling vaguely depressed about it all. But a…