Category: Poetry

Training Camp

Training Camp

Sweaty laundry, smellin like adrenaline, stressin when  I know I shouldn’t be. Dark energy posessing me. Thoughts are deep. Talk is cheap. Eat your heart out. Organ meat, It’s good…
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I Smile

I Smile

For the windows of my soul and to the world— I smile. For the tide of breath rising and falling in my chest— I smile. For the extensions of my…
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Bali

Bali

Wind ripples smoothly  through rice field greens Dancing leaves cool breeze Kisses me Soothing me I breathe deep Small souls winged Flying free Coconut trees Sway on beat Skies of…
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Surf

Surf

It rises It falls It rises It falls It walls.  Tall walls,  Small walls,  Walls peel,  Walls crash and fall Power to break,  Power to heal No walls at all…
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Serendipitious Musings

Serendipitious Musings

Catch me dealing illegal hugs on the black market. Ten dollar bill, the homeless lady’s sign:  “What is life?” Wait for the light to change at a stop sign. Giggle…
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Stay Sweet

Stay Sweet

Stay sweet  No matter how people treat you. Always Retreat to your sweetness. It’s not weakness, It’s your superpower. Don’t feed ego’s need to make them bleed. A seed planted…
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From my soul
To my fists
To the canvas
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