Sandals. No coat. Good hair.
Extra pep, in my step.
Is it spring?
Is that a thing?
Yep.

Increases to my daily dose of d,
Increases to my oxygen supply,
I am increasingly free.

Liberation is found in the tilt of my axis.

Pollen floats in the air.
My nose drips.
My eyes crust.
I don’t care.
A fine yellow layer like dust and
little pink petals coat cars.

No socks. Short skirts. Crisp shadows.
The benches and steps are full.
Pulled out of hibernation.

I am the sun dial,
Placing my feet,
Facing the glare.
I’ll stare,
into the sun,
squinting and squeeling.

And so we met spring,
In turbulent gusty rain,
Yet, this hummingbird.

Can't Sleep

I am full of conversation,
To be had,
Thought provocation,
Is not a fad,
I am wanting,
To go deep,
Thoughts are haunting,
I can't sleep.

Look me in the eye,
Dear Stranger on the street,
for in this passing moment,
our souls shall meet.

Know me,
and I will know you back.
We can dance in this city
we’ve painted black.

Hold my hand and
Let’s jump.
Trust becomes
the ultimate trump.

We’ll free fall together,
and improvise;
Ready to say yes,
and…
to the echoes of our outcries.

It is my hope to connect,
And treat your dreams with respect.

We give the shirt off our backs,
to the guy we just met:
humbly, with gratitude,
and without regret.

Sharing our souls,
with Strangers on the bus,
this is how I know,
this choice is a must.

sacred space

I spent this weekend at a retreat. When I sat down to begin the experience, I penned this on the first page of my notebook (with some slight edits.) I look at it as an invocation of sorts.

 



 

as we enter this sacred space,
and choose to accept the gift of grace,
let’s slow down to a snail’s pace,
to share the smile upon your face.
to be open to the universe,
or god or fate or happenstance,
whatever gets the soul to dance,
perhaps it’s really all of the above,
grounded in unconditional love.

If I am going to be blinded,

May it be from warm sun on my face,

Washing me into this contented place.

she at the Alle' Stage

Here's a little video of The Urban Poetess performing she at the Alle' Stage in Port Angeles. Thank you, Rebel on Stage, for recording this and putting the show together!