In a Day’s Work

Let ribbons float in the wind

Some things aren’t meant to be captured

Sit, watch, and see the miracle of life unfold

It’s as though I’ve been raptured

How will you filter the light

Of this new day and bright?

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This I Believe

This I believe…

That insanity is relative…

And that art and genius are only recognized as such when society designates them so.

For a long time I struggled with issues of sanity and insanity. I felt so taken back when I was told that I was manic-depressive. That it would stay with me forever and that I could manage it with medications and therapy. Continue reading

Colorado

zine colorado

I had a vision

I saw the world change

And it has been so long.

Upon reflection

I saw roses

Springing up from my arms.

And drawn all over,

As with a paintbrush,

I was a picture

Of a creature unborn.

Unimagined the eyes oh the eyes

Were as bright as the sum of the sols.

 Projecting your sins in my song

You pray for me, the chosen one.

Close your eyes and shield the pain

For a human I am

Here to do God’s will.

Turn now.

Add life to your hour,

And like the grass of the fields

Dress you, self, in flowering arms.

Y Colorin’ Colorado

We turned into a mother—

Earth.