Save the Date! January 8. 2014

Save the Date: January 8, 2015...I will be the featured poet at Barrio Poetix
La Marqueta East 118 & Park Avenue, New York, NY 8 PM - 10PM
Free Open Mic! No cover
Indoors, Puerto Rican food will be available for sale by El Caldero de Nellie!
Don't be afraid of the cold...come out to play!
Sponsored by Melissa Mark-Viverito, Speaker NYC Council and Acacia Network..

Shalom

fugue and variation

haystacks shrouded within impressionist fog

move to this

spiccato cello against the violinist’s bow

breathe here

in harmony with nature’s dance

freedom of vision on the downbeat

creating beautiful chaos

floating above an invisible melody

like colors of the spectrum

melting with increasing intensity

~Shalom

* Inspired by Dance Theatre of Harlem students improvising to jazz-Israeli music...amazing!

I Want My Poetry to...

I want my poetry to take you on an unexpected journey

on a weightless flight

where there is no room for slow moving souls

who have no destination

so follow me.

I want my poetry to be your traveling companion

where the only music playing

is the sound of urban air rising from beneath your feet

as you listen

so dance with me.

And when this voyage is over

I want my poetry to leave you

wanting to write your own story

before the dust settles on this path

for others to follow

after you have walked with me.

Today , , ,

Today . . .

I will remember you

I will open my journal

I will write about you

I will get distracted

I will write about something else

I will get bored

I will go back to writing about you

I will cry

I will get angry

I will rip the pages from my book and throw them away

I will call you

I will let the phone ring

I will say nothing when you answer

I will hang up

I will take a walk in the rain

I will think of you

I will go back to my journal

I will write about you

I will save it this time

Healer

It hasn't stopped yet

this bleeding from my weakened soul

with no feminine products in sight

no one offers a bath

they would rather watch  me drown

as I drag myself to touch the hem of His garment

I am invisible to the rest of the world

who turns a blind eye to me

reaching out to the shadow of the Almighty

who knows my name

and never forgets every detail of my life

even though the dust has covered the road

that I have walked many times over

trying to find relief

and He says:

“Go and be made whole”.

Spoken Funk!

In May, I was the spotlight artist at Spoken Funk in North Hollywood!

cinquain #2

I know

if I could fly

truly I would escape

to places where no one has dared

to dream…

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