...Travels... |
Of mist and mountainyou have spokenand we traveled its leveled stepwinding darkly and always upward.And we gathered ourselvesfor its centerThe powered fuse of diamonds,clustered and craftedmilky whi...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 10:01:00 GMT |
3 am driving home from bend poem |
I wrote this on my steering wheel on the back of a receipt for licorice.Once again,Winding my way up through the dry valley--Pausing betweenbright and dim.As the stars settle downonce again,you are e...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Aug 2007 15:40:00 GMT |
a life unveiled... |
For some reason this morning I feel compelled to share this.A little back story--A few years ago I sold everything I owned and bought a one way ticket to the Sahara desert where I thought I might liv...
Posted by on Mon, 21 May 2007 12:44:00 GMT |
10 Records that have changed my life |
10 Records that have changed my life...1. Brian Blade Fellowship -- Fellowship2. Joni Mitchell -- Painting with words and music3. Ayub Ogada -- En Mana Kuoyo4. The innocence mission -- Birds of my nei...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Dec 2005 17:22:00 GMT |
written at around 4am yesterday--a two part poem |
It is no wonderthat I am awakeand slightly drunk.This is the slow hour--the pace of timemay finally match my thought.(I know thisbecause it is godcrying out thickly,unborn after 30 years)-------------...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 02:56:00 GMT |
It is only on mornings such as this |
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Posted by on Sat, 05 Aug 2006 10:35:00 GMT |
I have been invited into evening...another rough draft. |
I have been invited into evening
You by the shared word
Me by phrases kept.
Bring upon us that
Uninterrupted travel
Evening words explain.
Though the breath we move
And watch is air
Fastening and curl...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Aug 2006 10:02:00 GMT |
I'm Teaching again...so let us learn to reveal your rhythmic angel/beast! |
Hey everyone!I have just recently started teaching drum lessons from my house again. Throughout my experience teaching, I have been fortunate enough to help hone the skills of absolute beginner elders...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 16:11:00 GMT |
Dylan Thomas style poem I wrote |
I love the poem fern hill, so after being inspired by the personal history and view of our overgrown lawn from our bathroom window, I wrote this first draft. I tried to use a rhyme scheme, voice...
Posted by on Wed, 31 May 2006 17:45:00 GMT |
a poem for my father |
I just wrote this--so go easy on me. It's about laying next to my father.
unrehearsed words before dying
we came to your room,
one life ending and two beginning
as we lay on the cot beside you
...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Apr 2006 01:26:00 GMT |
