With a very heavy heart, I must leave San Francisco. The place I have called home for over 4 years. The tech industry has both powered and ruined this great city. The rent on my apartment will double the day I move out. Some high paid programmer and his girlfriend will likely be the only […]
We come into this world full of piss and vinegar ready to take on the world, full of great ideas, able to do anything. Innocence is a beautiful thing still as yet uncorrupted. Then the world sees our zeal for life and pisses on us. Years later we sour, become jaded and realize we can’t […]
the well so deep, yesterday not so much today your love your friendship my guide my strength to fill the pit beneath me light is like words encouraging yet thin but your hand it breaks the stone it clears the path these wells that form deep under foot bored out by our own hands when […]
Alone in a room Sitting Sitting Sitting Slow Down, the melancholy of Radiohead Wholefoods, Mac-n-cheese offending my wallet Joyous, my tongue tastes organic cheeses melted Eyes dead set in a window Rain Falling Falling Falling Cold in a well heated room Bustling city, this inclement day has your attentions Holiday of me A self imposed […]
The heart doth surely bleed and the soul shall weep it’s lonely death. Life is a tear in the eyes of the universe. If only one could see. Let open your mind. Your heart shall never die.
All those micro-poems, lines of Haiku, creative thoughts and “Twitter Poems” have helped me learn how to write better. Often, those little bursts of creativity are seeds for larger and more complex ideas that grow into full poems. One of those little bursts on Twitter actually evolved into a full screenplay that I am writing. And the coolest thing is not only the instant feedback, but the reminder is always there in your timeline so you can ignite that larger idea on paper, in a blog and hopefully as a published work later on. They are like little notes to myself sometimes
The greatest powers in the universe cannot hold back tears that need to flow free. Mine had been building for a few weeks. I did not cry long or particularly hard. This time I had my mother their to catch me. So many times I have cried in the last 2 years that I wished […]
Today the eyes of the world are upon her. The cold stair of a billion people following her every move. Watching suspiciously and with conviction in their eyes. She is 8 feet tall today and the sign over my head is an unavoidable beacon drawing everyone closer. The circus freak goes on stage and in […]
She opened the drawer to her nightstand, the pale brown bottle of sleeping pills sit harmlessly under the child-proof lid. The long dried tears and runs of makeup down her face are the only signs of life once lived…. as she lies down a long forgotten calm quiets her breath. She comforts herself in the warm down comforter. The sun is shining and the sky is filled with blue… everywhere blue. But the beauty is gone. She sees only darkness. Her soft long hair gently spreads out over the pillow. She has put on her favorite nightgown. It is antique white silk with delicate lace and trim. It is old and worn but it is her favorite. As she closes her eyes, she gently and briefly smiles.
why do I cry? is the pain so great it can only escape my soul as tears? is the joy so complete I must share it in my eyes? the tears roll down my cheeks, daily it seems. they evaporate and spread like the mist over the ocean. the tears forever streaming, day and night. […]