Apologies for the delayed post and HAPPY 2010 to all! Live from my iPhone... I wrote this poem today... unresolved resolutions Espresso and nicotine for breakfast. Instead of walking you went out and ran. Because you never plan on being best. The year ended. We decided to go... Dancing. A bad time to make promises. Finding your place within the music. Grow. Feeling alive, like in perfect fitness. Should. Aren't words supposed to make things...
Dear blog family This is the 100th post of my blog... hot damn! On that note, I don't think I'm going to bother changing my domain name... because although a detour to Australia is on the horizon... it's still all about getting to NYC. In 2010, I'll be adding poetry amongst posts. I have never experienced Writer's Block. Occasionally when I'm working on a focussed project: script, essay, novel, etc. etc... I have moments where I need to take a...
Yesterday was weird. The time I spent with my family was wonderful because I always have a good time with them. I wrote a sonnet. MERRY INCLINATION Days where we often gather for reasons that vary through culture’s control, think of a place past religion where no season is necessary to result in love. Respect to all deities that stand for truth. Faith is sacred, form – irrelevant. Divine souls cannot fathom any war. On belief? Killing in the...
New York City smells like freshly cut pine from Christmas trees lining the sidewalks and tastes like candy cane lattes. It sounds like steel drum music and feels smooth like the ice at Rockefeller Center where people of every race, creed, and age drift across a milky white rectangle beneath an overlooking golden angel. It looks like wool coats, knit hats, and people holding hands. It's magical. After asking a Mexican dude wearing a Shrek costume...