Tag: writing
When Words Fell
Verse gleaming bright, imbued with might
Coming Home to Joy
When I tell my friends in Puerto Vallarta that I am returning to Minneapolis, they think I am crazy. “The weather changes here on October 15th; I can guarantee it,” Ted, owner of the cigar shop, tells me. “It’s like a curtain comes down on the humidity.” “It’s paradise here Read more
Words on Paper: A Visceral Love Story
Loneliness. Sadness. A whisper of impending defeat. “Less than” disable emotions creep in as my mind slows with a need to unclench. Weakened barriers. Weary soldiers. Relentless dreams. A hunger so furious it feels all consuming. What do I do between the moments of mass creation? How do I quiet Read more
Buried Poems
Under 60 slick intriguing crap catalogs, under varied meal preparations every day, under each day’s pencil-sharpened newspaper sudoku, under Sunday’s New York Times Crossword Puzzle, under Mariners games, and Rachel Maddow, and Castle and Project Runway and the NBC Nightly News, under trips to town through evergreens, under trips home Read more
Airport at Night
The traveling souls around me act in unusual normality. It’s three in the morning in this quiet airport bar. Outside, the cold wind of London, makes shiver bodies, and let’s sweet hopes disappear. It makes them simply fly away. And in the dense darkness of the night, you can see Read more
Now What? What do I want, and why?
Raise your hand if you’re still trying to figure things out. (Extra points if you are over 35). Yeah, me too. I’ve kind of amassed a reputation for being unreliable and making poor choices. If you ask anyone about me, they will probably tell you they like me, and that Read more
Naked Soul
When is the last time you were completely naked in front of someone? I’m not talking about being naked for sex. I’m not talking about your significant other catching a glimpse of you coming out of the shower. I’m talking about REAL nakedness. Have you been naked to the point where Read more