Etiology

Etiology The source of all my troubles is comparison Comparison always leaves me wanting Or it leaves me full of pride It has never placed me in the streams of peace Never has it put me in the fields of love Never has it let me sleep the night away In dreams of wonder and…

Cosmos

Cosmos we live in a cloud of stardust Hydrogen, helium, thyme we think we are nothing yet we are part of a vast universe we think we are everything yet we see nothing of our future selves we are part of the suns, the galaxies, the moons yet all the while no other will ever…

Inspiration

Inspiration Sometimes I wait on inspiration to write Sometimes I can’t wait any longer That’s when it is called “work” And work it is Grimacing over every word and idea Fighting off the demons of criticism and lack Wishing that the winds would come Lifting me into the heavens Where everything is easy and light…