for my mom
(2014)
My mom is not dead, this was a writing prompt from a workshop I went to. It was great practice. I encourage you to try it: write a haiku about what you would say to a loved one while they are on their death bed.
Don’t trust the vision. It’s tainted with haves and have-n… possibilities lost with the percep… current reality obscured by lookin… the present moment thrown away
Flowing through the flesh of my bo… vibrations aligning with my pulse. Ego deteriorates and my soul is fu… In this moment of transcendence Clouds roll over.
We are not what was done to us Or what we have done Or continue to do to ourselves. Because of the pain. Our pain does not define us,
If beauty permeated the earth the way we wished it did... on a concentrated level like a jar packed tight with firef… could the beauty be recognized?
You can get the girl without keeping the girl. If you want a lesson on impermanen… and how to enjoy life’s momentarin… I’m your girl.
Sometimes my vision shifts to gray and people become masses of chaos, unrecognizable balls of energy sur… nothing is exciting or intriguing it’s all rather fucked, isn’t it?
I am blessed with emptiness. A vessel to be filled then spilled all over humanity,
Please, Child, don’t be angry wit… And you don’t have to be angry wit… Anger is an emotion, just like the… sadness, excitement, confusion, &… Emotions exist to help guide you t…
There’s a living entity whose sole… providing the necessities for all… Our wants may be insatiable, but s… for everything she offers comes fr… Food, water, shelter, and air,
Woke up enveloped with fear and de… Crying uncontrollably as the day b… Pain from my past seeping into my… The struggle within can no longer… can no longer be pushed further an…
center “I’m just gonna play what I wanna… cause it feels good to do that.” Funk yeah, Beth! Funk yeah!
Into the storm, treading me or the storm? Footsteps slow and hesitant. Trembling veins. Muscles and Brain
Hi, this is the first time i’ve ta… Maybe i’m breaking the rules? (chuckles) i haven’t been too great at being… i will address you all more than o…
Speaking up and Shutting up Finding a voice Finding many voices With tongues
What a chaotic storm life can be, as it leads to the occasional calm… I find myself situated in this sea… with so much clarity, for the fog… Why do I do what I do?