Nativity of Loss
(I will always love you, my heart.)

I read a poem that evoked a tear
a single, trembling drop
that spun me backward,
into shadows of what was
and the ever-present numbness
of could-have-beens.

25 days to go…
The air tastes different now,
heavier with memory,
as the earth tilts toward the same cold light
year a…Read More

MaryJane’s Last Dance

It was day 23 of Poetry Month
when you walked through the door,
And I said,
“Oh my, my. Oh hell yes”
as my eyes landed on
that party dress;
thigh high red with
a side slit stare, and
I was pulled into your sway.
MaryJane delights
played in my mind,
like how smoke and fog
swirled in kaleidoscope air,
and we be…Read More

Hell

Deep down in the fiery pits of hell,
war has started, if you couldn’t tell.
The burning souls are screaming,
the demons’ eyes are gleaming,
they kneel down before the devil’s throne.

He’s the one of power, giving the commands,
for each he has the devious of plans.
The red-hot flames are prancing,
as the devil starts dancing…Read More

Love Sonnet LXXXV

Yaraa, as the stars echo your
name, I give you my heart
(te doy mi corazon).
There is no other way to

say this, as time passes and
you stare at my smile,
see into my nature and
intentions, that you have

given me hope, have given
me love, you have given
me life. Yaraa, you are

my peace (tu eras mi paz),
and…Read More

Love Sonnet LXXXIV

You grab my hand, lead
me onto the floor, spin me
into your embrace, and sway
us into the music.

The music slows, you pull me
closer, our bodies feel the warmth
of the rhythm and the natural passion
of bump and grind. It’s an

older tune we are dancing
to, one that held us in our
youth, and you look at m…Read More

SPRING

Only weather, never the same,
no shape, no edge, no final form.

A current moving through the ground,
low and humming, without sound.

The earth remembers how to lean,
from winter’s weight into green.

Not arrival, only return.

The soil forgets its frozen past,
slowly breaking, vast.

Rain remembers how to fall,
not l…Read More

The bass line.. The message.. What else do you need to know??? Appreciate you.

Damian

Tina was a powerhouse live. This is one of my favorite songs of hers, I love the blues/rock vibe. Enjoy.. Appreciate you.

Damian

I’m a huge Tina Turner fan. I also grew up in the MTV era, so I remember this video growing up. The song alone is powerful storytelling but then you add in a video it adds more layers. By the way that guitar solo is done by the one and only Jeff Beck. I’m bringing…Read More

Excerpt from “Forever Almost”
A Poem by Curly Grace

We were diamonds once
brief
brilliant
our bodies catching the sun
every pulse a shimmer
every glance a spark
as if the world could hold us
without breaking

Steadfast Flame

Do not tire, do not fade
your small light still guides the way.

Lift your hands, whisper your hope
let mercy fall where hearts are closed.

Breathe, and breathe again
grace softens stone
faith carries flame.

Rise each day
extend your hand
your devotion flows
into the unseen, the unheard
everlasting.

I want to post another one of my four books here. Why? I don’t understand. Because… I can.
Let’s pretend everyone cares and vote in the poll I created in the “Activity” section of my profile.
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It’s beautiful. Even has pictures. LOL

Fia, This is the song that defined my teenage years. As always the lyrics are key. They will be down below. This is my favorite version and performance off of MTV’s Unplugged.

Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason
For the thought that I caught…Read More

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That soft, God-sized silence

that soft, God-sized silence
breathing through me

what your quiet looks like
when it has a place to live

old soul shimmer
still arriving

Apache Moon

As I spread out my bedroll
atop the high mesa,
the aroma of pine and pinon
surround the air
and sear the rabbit
roasting over the open flame.

As I settle into the bedroll,
and looking skyward, I
am greeted by the infinity
of glittering stars,
and the rising Apache Moon.

As the legend goes,
if you make a true…Read More

Orbit of His Smile

It curves like a secret folding into itself,

quiet, knowing, a soft spark

that catches the edges of my chest

and pulls me closer.

A quick inhale

a flash of light between shadows

and I am lost again in the orbit of his smile.

Tides of unspoken things rise from calm’s ruins

and I am lost a…Read More

Morning Coffee Thoughts

As the sun rose
on a calm summer morning,
and I faced the four directions,
asking for balance,
understanding,
and grandmother’s wisdom,
the Hawk circled
then landed on the Elm
down by Willow Creek.

I thought at first
it was looking for its morning meal,
but it turned in my direction,
catching my e…Read More

The Moment I Stay Still

You want to steal my heart
and keep it…
but you say it like you’re certain
I won’t notice.

Maybe I’ll let you get close enough
to try.

Maybe I wanted to see
how you’d hold it,
whether your hands tremble
before they tighten
when something precious
leans your way.

But don’t mistake my stillness…Read More