By Don / Date: May 14th, 2013
A conversation Stirs The mud And again I am clouded In anger, dismay And the choice again To let go An insistence On a dead dream Will not bring it back To life.
By Don / Date: May 9th, 2013
Between what I know And what I can only guess at May lie the truth Whatever that is Let us come together And weave what understanding we can Between the melting of our gaze And the beating of our hearts There is a space I want to pour myself into And flow with you
By Don / Date: May 8th, 2013
I saw a photograph From a place On the far side of the chasm that has opened I felt the longing for it The tearing of separation As the powerful dream and this rock-strewn shore collide I shudderred As the undertow pulled away I found an unexpected gift Washed clean Shining Like it has never […]
By Don / Date: May 7th, 2013
Cramping down On a meaning That is mine alone to create Opening up Into a possibility Of everything else Words in someone elses mouth Do not taste as sweet As intention Spoken From my own…
By Don / Date: April 30th, 2013
I will share my darkness With myself, alone I can ask for your light Your reflection To create contrast where I see none I return to the surface With my own light And that I share With you
By Don / Date: April 14th, 2013
I will feel it all How loss tastes How grief grasps and churns And I will breathe through Into a world Where all is seen as it is Pristine Perfect And the next steps on my path Will unfold In the realization That nothing, is ever, lost.
By Don / Date: April 5th, 2013
Where does this pain come from? That I will unavoidably visit on those I Love Beyond reason Cut by the sharp edge of a broken idea Of bedrock Can you understand? Can you be with it? And not run? I want this not to completely and utterly suck Suck it will And beyond we all […]
By Don / Date: March 31st, 2013
When my own words Bring tears to my eyes I know I am on the right track
By Don / Date: March 30th, 2013
It is no mere container Something simply fit to hold water But not ready for dreams, imaginings The vast spires of my longing and desire Bliss There is something greater Made Sacred by the Intention Of Connection, Simplicity, Kindness Made Whole by the inclusion Of everything I have to gift In vulnerability, my all There […]
By Don / Date: March 29th, 2013
This space Once constricted Played small I dug out, enlarged, opened With soft speaking, then, chisel, hatchet Teeth, nail, poorly-chosen regretted words And the shards of broken hope Cleaned with tears, polished with driven-out despair Creating a vastness Enough to fit all of me in There is purpose to sorrow…