the cycles never stop, rise and fall, rise and fall, breathe. back to the top again, holding on to the fingertip grasp of my reality, my being. that one moment of crushed ice and warm steady hands held me above the wrecking waves, delivering.
one thought of a second-in the air spinning will this be okay. [...]
Archive for January, 2006
collaborations
January 31, 2006
rachel with an r
January 31, 2006
writing down the river
riding it down
down the flow and ebb of the writhing water
wringing and ringing of the early tides
rainfalls of realisms and rationalities
realizing the rigor of sliding through
same and insane waters
for those who read…into things
January 26, 2006
An exert from college writing exercise experiences “tell an [untruth] that is true of how you feel (off the top of your thinking capacity)”
…ask me why i don’t post much..(hint: it has something to do with time…)
I stand outside the gate, walls of iron and stone keeping me out from the simple pleasure of [...]
i am moving
January 20, 2006
my mind, my body, my stuff, my ideas
i offer an old poem to shed new light on this night
it’s not a secret anymore
mind off all the junk
eyes off all the junk
I love you
Like the rain washes in the new spring
Intense and welcoming
Bringing becoming being
Like the sunlight in September
Bright hot refreshing
Extreme
Because it’s been cold already
Lost in [...]
remember my roots
January 11, 2006
the beginning, in which, when my thoughts ring clear as the night hill air i see myself standing. steady
as the mist clears, falls away down to my feet, down the mountion side, reveiling the truth, stark and beautiful, sometimes surprising, in an instant i am home
‘prayer is a direct link to peace of mind and [...]
i only write when i have something to say
January 8, 2006
i cleared a space on the floor
a place on which to rest my feeling, meditations, realizations
to let destiny be born
finding the carpet ever waiting, wonderment springs at the irony of it all
i don’t really like carpet, or floors, or apartments, or ceilings
or stuff that collects itself without much questioning or hesitation
grateful, yes, to have so [...]
grrr…uploading, silly me stop stressing
January 4, 2006
A picture of me…created by me…
ahh..photography i love thee
like morning dew the mourning buds of grass upon which it rests
when the rain lays vacant and sleeping in clouds of sky high slumber
as the day sun rests beneath murky deep blackness of conspiring layers
of smoke, steam, ash, containing every imaginable layer or shade of grey
shifting toward [...]
