Monthly Archives: March 2018

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~ view of the pyramid ~ . Sometimes we are given moments, and words to go along with those moments, that whet our soul’s appetite for what life can offer when we let it. I want to speak a poem … Continue reading →

In this rodeo of life, in this trapped sense held beneath lasso, gathering dust and scars, we must take care of ourselves and each other. We must feed ourselves to health, and drink ourselves to freedom. We must absorb the … Continue reading →

Now Playing @goodluckmacbeth! . #theatre #community #drama #stories #storytelling #curiousincidentofthedoginthenighttime #curiousincident #autism #autismawareness #education

Every 3rd Wednesday @spoken_views_reno has an Open Mic followed by a Poetry Slam competition at the Holland Project. The mic is still hot from last Wednesday. . #poetry #poet #poets #poem #poems #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poemsporn #photography #photographersofinstagram #instapics … Continue reading →

~ March For Our Lives ~ We march for our children. We March for our schools. We March to show greater love for our kids than our guns. We March to demonstrate we need to take a hard look at … Continue reading →

~ Colossians 3:2 ~ . I seek you in the morning, well before the work day will start. When I have not yet given up on the day and its rich possibilities. I seek you while sitting atop a stack … Continue reading →

~ Arrival ~ . We like to feel correct, We enjoy feeling right, We want to control and direct, And subjugate others’ plight. We want to minimize faults of our own, and magnify those around us. Our egos won’t leave … Continue reading →

In the heart of the weary wanderer lies a wounded child who is just trying to find his or her way home. The traveler is trusting intuition, signposts, and the light they are exposed to along the way. The rain … Continue reading →

At the crossroads of duty and introspection there are signs which point the way to the house of the shaman. At the confluence of the seven major valleys one can see the mountainous range that gave birth to imagination. At … Continue reading →