poetry

No Creature’s Form

With the wings of an Eagle I cryScreaming the freedom of wind and skyUntethered from…

Temporarily Permanent

1.I wrote something todayeven thoughI had nothing to saythere is too much music heretoo many…

Green Culture

Under country, over country,Never committed and always free,But that’s freedom by plane, And not freedom of…

Uniquely Me

I am a confusion of cultures.Uniquely me.I think this is good because I can understand…

Restless Blues

lay the line down just away out of town another road to wander freedom is…

In Nepal / So Hum

Caught his eye Walking in the mid day heat In Bhaktapur. Faraway - - look…

Echo

bright splashes of sound and smell laugh in my face as I drag a finger through the…

Lens

my memories, they are not of Ethiolo of small feet winding down a dusty path to a…

It’s a Funny Sort of Feeling

it's a funny sort of feelingof longing for places you know you cannot return toand even…

Farewell?

it wasn't perfectno, far from itbut we somehow found perfectionthrough wakeup calls andmuddy afternoonsthrough endless…