love
My Poem “Stream”
To me there is no better way to get to know someone than to talk to them... to me there is no better way to find commonalities with people than to open-up to someone... to me there is no better way to find out who each of use are than to look at the face of another who might seem as opposite and yet familiar to us as our own reflection... to me there is no better way to lose yourself than to allow yourself to fall in love. Life is a much more fulfilling experience when you choose to have a meeting of minds with people from different walks of life... life is always much more interesting when you look beyond what is familiar and you seek to see what lies over the ever-present horizon... life is much more entrancing to all of our senses when we choose to not deprive ourselves of what drives us and what inspires us... life is always more fascinating and enlightening when you give someone the time to hear what they have to say - perhaps someone who may have been waiting to tell that which has been on their mind and on the tip of their tongue for far too long. When you invite someone to join you, when you offer someone a seat, when you make a connection that might never have happened if you and another had not chosen to sit down, to talk, and to listen - what can follow as a result may continue to flow naturally and undeterred for days, for weeks, perhaps even for years to come, between you and someone else, like a constantly evolving stream.
A Poem A Day #396: Everything flows
My Poem “Write What You Like”
For me writing is my passion... For me writing is my release... For me writing is my fashion... For me writing is my peace... For me writing is my voice.... For me writing is my road... For me writing is a necessity and not a choice... For me writing is how I can reach out and remind others that nobody is ever alone... For me writing is a dream made real... For me writing is what has given me gifts of experience of perspective that I might never have known otherwise... For me writing is the first thing that I feel like doing whenever I want to take a serene walk through an Elysium-like countryside field, and whenever I want to remember who I am, or whenever I feel like I need to heal... For me writing is to a writer what singing is to a singer - they have to do what they feel they must; and just as a singer must love what they sing, in my opinion, no matter what words a wordsmith conjures from their imagination, a writer should like what they write - especially if writing is what a writer truly loves.
A Poem A Day #395: Free the world
A Poem A Day #394: Where art endows
A Poem A Day #393: Our Earth Hour
A Poem A Day #392: Don’t Panic
A Poem A Day #391: Peach Perfect
My Poem “Blood”
Who I am... what I am... what I have done... where I have been is and will always be within me... what I have dreamed... what I have lived through... who I have done what I have done with is, has always been, and will always be, within every one of my stories and within every verse of my poetry. Nobody can go back and edit moments from their own past... nobody can undo what has been done... nobody can stop time racing by too fast... nobody can deny moments from their life of defiance, of rebellion, of pleasure - especially those that at a given time were unapologetically fun. You have the power to choose some things in your life... you have the gift to run or to stay stuck in the mud... you have the opportunity every day to light a fire in someone else's eyes... you have the spirit and the energy within you to connect generations of time by allowing your imagination to wander, by allowing your dreams to become real, and by interpreting the messages left by our ancestors that will forever be encoded within the story of our genetics that can be found within a single drop of blood.

