Every Saturday morning I take an urban hike around my neighborhood winding through side streets, past parks–still quiet and sleepy, around corners, over uneven sidewalks, through sprinklers casting rainbows on concrete, and up and over this giant hill. Ugh, that hill. It is my nemesis. Looming. Leering at me with it’s steepness. Challenging me to [...]

“…Out of the quarrel with ourselves, we make poetry…” ~W.B.Yeats We spoke about the difference between pain and suffering we agreed how pain is part of the natural order it is inevitable it is a given but suffering, that is a human construct it is unnecessary it is a result of a choice along with [...]

See?  I told you! Key Lime Pie. Just saying the words makes my mouth water for that cold, creamy, citrus, cloud-like deliciousness resting on a perfect graham crust.  *lost in dreamy euphoria, wipes drool off chin and looks around self-consciously… Oh, hello, yes I’m here.  I was just–never mind.  So the pie. I got this [...]

I’d rather relish poetry at an open mic in the Valley than get drinks at a trendy bar; I’d rather dance salsa y bachata in East LA than bump bodies in a downtown club; I’d rather support mom & pop shops than sport a flashy label; I’d rather make you a gift than purchase it; [...]

I went out to greet the morning… …and found that she had laid for me, a dew-studded carpet… …She wore the sweet fragrance of lavender and orange-blossoms… …intoxicating my senses as I meandered down a forgotten path. I passed by a well-tended garden, fresh produce at the ready… …and paused inside an enchanted glen to [...]

While I was driving home from work, I noticed something quite feathery on my windshield; I thought maybe a butterfly had gotten stuck on my wipers.  When I got home, I found this little bebe quivering all in a fright: Seriously, I got all teary.  I mean nasty bugs on the windshield is one thing, [...]

Italian herb-encrusted focaccia roll; vine ripe tomato; fresh mozzarella; own-yard basil I’m certain little else needs to be said. I think I could quite contentedly eat this every day of the summer

I’d like to introduce you to a friend of mine, she is a wonderfully talented artist–both on and off the canvas!  I first encountered Kristy as an incredibly gifted and inspiring spoken word artist at one of the Open Mics I attend in East Los Angeles.  Since our first meeting, I’ve come to know and [...]

she found her dance once more! and there she found a piece of her soul was healed a piece of her self returned her dance was there—it was always there— in her heart, but she had lost it for a time for a time there in the dark she had trouble finding it behind the [...]

I have decided to start a project called Poetic Polaroids.  Much like those classic photos, these poems are instant snap- shots of moments in time.  Raw.  Unposed.  Entirely candid.  Unedited. I want to bleed for you Tear my clothes and grieve for you Pull my hair and scream for you I am the listener of [...]