On Writing

Poem 300 – Three Hundredth Poem

Three Hundredth Poem alone in the humble darkbefore the sun shifts her crown toward the dayit is – interruptiona guttural sighwild-flame flickeringpeace unsteady yet constantly peace-full can’t remember the first onehundreds of days ago but thefeeling of its beginning lingers herein the ink and blood flow what are they all for?poems caught in the branches… Continue reading Poem 300 – Three Hundredth Poem

On Writing

Poem 298 – Admission

Admission I’ve been hidingbehind haiku treesducking under free verse tentssliding into concrete closets cultivating my mastery of procrastination& self-sabotage – in vainbecause these monstersare in my veins – curious cunningvaricose vicioustorturing my soul with the slowflickery of fingers I’ve been hiding because I’m scared of… (will you think less of me if I admit to)… Continue reading Poem 298 – Admission