(2013)
Way up there on that hill of yours; that most hard-won ivory tower. Hiding there behind your perfect guise
I am awash with tears of mourning for what I thought was dead and go… as though a flood of holy water has broken through the stony dam I contrived to spare this brittle…
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal
1998.... while touring india.... exploring the town of rishikesh a popular hindu pilgrimage site along the banks of the holy mother…
It’s only you that I can trust to hear these words as true. Those I know seem blinded by some notion or another about me. You are my closest confidant
It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing
Beloved goddess, sweet holy mother of us all, you who beckon me throughout these hectic days
Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,
The old priest gazes out upon his… each head bowed before the sacred… A scarred and broken bodied warrio… seeking inner peace and final abso… An elderly wealthy man of commerce…
I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…
I am crying now. I don’t know why. Am I supposed to know why it is I cry ? Though I always feel
I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel
These words I cry do not come easily; as if they echo from the cold stone depths of a long forgotten tomb.
The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I can barely breathe. I fear this tempest
It seems for ages, I have been trapped behind yet another version of what I want to think I know. I was so sure I loved you
