to belong here

irritating tears-
     a hardening
before a sense of

breaking down waves of

a window
to the heart & soul of:

trying, sorting,
feeling, fighting,
unchartered spaces

bound by the same thread

Photo by Suzy Hazelwood on

Pick up a needle,
a piece of thread,
slowly push it through
the eye of the needle

Tie a knot
to ensure we know where to stop
push and pull through the fabric
and tug at its ends

In & out, and around again
stitch after stitch
just enough to tie us together
just enough so nothing else gets through

Our fabric
threaded together,
two pieces of misshapen chaos,
meet at the seams

Perfectly aligned,
forever bound,
by a single piece of thread

hollywood nights

We circled the streets under
Hollywood stars to see the Hollywood sights.
Stood in lines behind velvet ropes
on those Hollywood nights.

Stayed out til dawn
& hit the beach
to realize the perfect dream
is still within reach

Santa Monica days led us to
Huntington Beach & Dana Point;
surfing, whale watching
then hitting the latest joint

The times of our endless Summer;
hitting the road, not looking back.
We gave it our all
until time ran out.

abandoned sea of flames

My stomach starts to churn,
it’s been a while since I’ve heard from you
and your letter burns
with an aching that quickly forms swells
in the corner of my eye;
I know this feeling all too well.

My hand reaches for the source
of the pounding, yet I question myself:
Why did I stop this river from flowing?
Responses form that would never greet
your ears, and never leave my lips.

I toss the letter, abandon the flame
that begs for ignition, and
dry my face.

Going Home

She was on her death bed
It was almost her time to go
She stood
But was told to rest
She saw something she couldn’t resist

No, mom, you need to rest, please.
   I can’t back down. I need to go, you see.
Mom, just wait a minute.
   No, I have to go now.
   I see the way to my sweetheart, John Clark.

And then she was gone.
It was so sudden. I couldn’t explain it.
She was alert just moments before.
And we all knew it was her sweetheart
calling her home.

This poem can be found in Coffee Shop Sessions: Whatever It Takes, Even If It Doesn’t Take available on Amazon here:

Perfect Mirrors

I looked for you
to find a perfect mirror
to find myself in you
to find that I was not alone
and you, too were suffering
and needed love that ran deep

The deepest rivers and canyon ridges had nothing on us
deep from our core we raised hot magma
we held the building blocks
we already suffered from the burn
and now we’re ready for the reward

We’ve Never Had Water Here Anyway

It is my pleasure to share with you my poem, We’ve Never Had Water Here Anyway, in this week’s issue of Clay Literary’s RAVEN alongside other great stories and visuals.

‘Neath the blistering heat, California poppies cast
themselves to the hillside sun as wayward children

start to lose their breath, as you now fight for yours,
running to chase the summer blues away.

The young and old all begin to fail; heatwaves
take the lungs as we suffocate one by one.

Down the road coffins align with fresh roses. Their leaves
trimmed and watered to only wither away, with the water we all craved.

Liebster Award

Thank you to both Tom Alexander and Hannah Faulkner for the Liebster Award nomination. This award is aimed at recognizing blogs in the WordPress blog community that stand out amongst the countless blogs in the blogosphere. I am deeply humbled by their nomination as these two have blown me away with their poetry and deserve the award nomination. If there were ever an awards ceremony for such a blog award, I would give them both a standing ovation. Check out their blogs below.

Tom Alexander:

Hannah Faulkner:

The nomination rules ask the blogger to answer some thoughtful questions and nominate other bloggers. The following questions were provided by Tom Alexander and I’ll do my best to answer.


  1. What is your favorite book and why? 
    • Too many to pick a favorite but currently reading Into the Wild. The story of Chris McCandless is both inspring and heartbreaking as a young wild hiker treks his way to Alaska to abandon social norms and pressures to live out his truth. It’s a dream of mine to go across the country and abandon the daily norms, to actually live for a purpose.
  2. What song do you currently have on repeat?
    • This playlist has been on repeat this week: My Playlist. At a minimum, I run through the first 16 songs once a day.
  3. Which season (Autumn, Spring, Summer or Winter) of the year best describes you?
    • I was born in Autumn and my birthday is right around the corner from Halloween. For some people this would seem like a joyous time for celebration, and perhaps the best time of year for the change in colors and the relief from the brutal summer heat. However, this time of year left a bitter feeling in the pit of my stomach that still haunts me and is my worst time of year.
    • I feel that Spring best describes me as a rebirth from the dead Winter season. Spring has always rejuvenated my spirits and inspires me to keep going every year.
  4. In the event of an emergency home evacuation what is the first item you grab?
    • Honestly, this is a tough question because would I take the photographs, the books, the guitar, or pieces that could never be replaced? It would be too much. So after I grab my phone, I’d gather the family and leave everything else.
  5. Which historical figure would you most like to meet and why?
    • Vincent van Gogh. I’d love to have a talk with him, watch him paint, and converse about the world and his experiences. He felt deeply with an intensity for life and had a way of expressing it through vibrant strokes of color.
  6. What makes a good blog?
    • I gravitate towards blogs with a mix of things – poetry, prose, video, audio, photography, paintings. Keeps it interesting. Something that really hits me is when an artist strikes an emotional chord, whether it is heartbreaking pain or inspiring hope, and it keeps me coming back for more.
  7. Back to the past or forward to the future?
    • For a long time I’ve said that I would go back to a few certain points in my past and redo those differently. But every decision has led me to where I am now and I am grateful for the experiences.
  8. Your dream vacation?
    • The pyramids of Giza. Life long dream of mine. It wouldn’t be one of those luxury vacations, it would be a small tour group where you listen to lectures and get up close and personal with history. I’ve looked into it before, just need to take the plunge and do it (whenever this pandemic ends).
  9. The greatest movie of all time?
    • I’ll provide a few of my top favorites: Manhattan, Stardust Memories (my favorite Woody Allen films), High Fidelity, and Before Sunset. A lot of great quotes from those movies and moments in those movies that mirror my life. The following quote from High Fidelity stands the test of time:
      • What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music? 
  10. Wealth or health?
    • Health. Health is more important than any amount of money.
  11. Your proudest moment?
    • I could list numerous achievements I’m proud of – from my children, to writing accomplishments, running a marathon (and numerous half marathons that were at times extremely brutal), to traveling across the world when I had the opportunity. However, I’m most proud of my ability to persevere whenever I feel like taking steps backwards and giving up.


Thanks again to Tom & Hannah for the nomination. I’d like to nominate the following blogs that stand out amongst the crowd:

Rules for the nomination:

  • Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog
  • Answer the questions given to you
  • Nominate other bloggers
  • Ask your nominees questions of your choice
  • Notify your nominees once you have uploaded your post

Thanks for reading and following along.


a convenient state
a safe distance
    far away
    kept cool
yet close enough
    to keep warm
only in touch by one method:
    a dream
revived to a slow pulse
   by whispered words:
     “It’s all real, just believe.
         Stay with me.”