from on high

Can we all agree

It’s kinda funny

To have Easter fall on day

That’s known for weed?


I don’t know if you celebrate 

I don’t know if you pray

But is anyone gonna ask 

About the co-branding of this day?


What does it all mean? 

No one wants to ask!

What does Jesus think 

About His collab with grass?


It may seem unlikely 

Others already know 

The Universe is funny, honey

Must be present for the joke. 


It just keeps on going

revealing easter eggs -

Here, there, everywhere

Abundance in your basket 

A tisk tisk a tasket 

For wanting to compare. 


Come on, let’s play -

Be a bunny for the day

Whiskers, tiny, feel around

Listening ears, be here, now.

Joy abounds throughout the day

when Intuition leads the way.

The truth unfolds so slowly

And is only told with time

So today let’s believe

Everything we see

Is coming from

on high.


Irish Goodbye

Her kiss is French 

Patchouli drenched

Something from a dream 

Girl from Texas 

Lord blessed her

With a sword sharp enough,

To hurt your feelings

Just in case -

There’s a shadow or a doubt 

About who she can be

She won’t storm out acting childish, cause 

Her presence is golden, and her goodbye is Irish 

The fastest ghost, cut out, left, gone 

A whole big scene but no one saw her leave 

Dark turns to light, you’ll start remembering

Cause what you don’t see

Is the green river in her veins, she’s a tyrant  

Heart cold as Chicago, and her goodbye is Irish 

Tan skin, Italian

Blonde, like, Californian 

Keep your eye on the door

Missed her then, now miss her more

One thing about her

She’s not gonna fight it

She’s a whole lot of things, 

but you’ll never forget her goodbye is Irish 

No need to push on

Making up a whole thing 

Shots on the page versus day drinking 

Just to toy with a girl i used to be - 

A reason to write

To rage

To play

To hold the power

She’ll use it 

A silence that’s deafened before 

She’ll do it. 

Check yourself, then check the door - 

She was just right here, 

Where’d she go 

Don’t know

But now you can see - 

call her crazy, go ahead

You really tried it -

Now you’ll never forget her goodbye is Irish.

Valentines, mine, through time

There was She-ra, a princess

Potential, her power 

Shy and scared 

Worried and weird 

Lone lil wildflower


There was Jessica and Phoebe 

Dark horse, rebellion 

Louder, still scared  

Awake now, aware

With obsessive compulsions


There was Stevie and sorry 

Resilient and sunny

Sadness to shameless

Bright with a bite 

Chaotic but funny 


There was silly and stupor

Hardly the heroine    

Kim get up and work 

Justice and Joan 

With a sword, with a pen 


There’s Delilah and Eve

Standing in silence

Stormy and ruthless 

Accepting no tears

No roses, no violence. 


So many of her

And yet how wild

Her one true love

Is a man and a child.


Are you sure? 

That’s how she wins? 

Yes, of course -

but there’d be no such present state, fortunate fate 

Without first choosing herself again and again.

Resolved

I just said I’d start to write

I didn’t say I’d force it

I said when the time is right

When the stars align

Something about valentine’s

I just said I’d start to write

I didn’t say when

I didn’t say how

Didn’t ask words to pop in

The muse to stop by

The scroll to stop here

The go to my drive

Words slow and steady

No sit down, no ready

Rhyming and stupid

Playing like cupid

A bird like Nelly

Trooper like Shelley

A salute to my sigh

The drunk to my dry

The fire’s inside

That’s just life

Friday the 31st of January.

I meant what I said

I’ll say it again

I just said I’d start to write

I didn’t say I’d push through

Make time

Let content consume

Ponder a word or a thought

Light a match, watch it burn

Take notes, not a nap

Create a vibe, let it flow

I just said I’d start to write

Not stay off of screens

Make space to doodle/daydream

Put pen to paper

Start bad, start over

Come back, have a snack

Come back, make it worse

Then better, later.

I just said I’d start to write

I didn’t say

I’d do any of the things

I need to do

to start to write.