"Inspired in Berlin" is a little window in to my world. It contains clear, and sometimes muddy, streams of thought, poems that crawled out of the abyss, and the ones that flew in from far away planets. It also contains ways for us to connect, for practical matters as well as spiritual ones. I appreciate you staying in touch and reaching out. Don't be a stranger, stay a little, take something with you, and feel free to share with others.
I don't get annoyed often, But man, sometimes I do, It was one of those moments, A slow juiced smoothie, Of haphazard wisdom, Filtered by an eager mind, Pushed onto an unsuspecting victim, And I was just fascinated, How she let him talk and talk, Eventually I jumped
I was drunk when I came to the fire, Now I'm wiser, Does that make me better than others? Of course not, But better, yes. And as they say, good is good, but better is better, so I'm happy, that it transpired, That's not
I was so annoyed, The restaurant just forgot our order My Buddhist friend said I was attached To pleasure, convenience, my ego I shrugged him off Told him he was too attached to Buddhism I made him coffee And he wasn’t happy because I didn’t have sugar “Who
My poetry is not all sunshine and rainbows It’s torrential downpours With lightning strikes And uprooted trees Tornadoes ripping through neighborhoods It’s the grief of my mother The broken heart of my father The pain of my sister The loneliness of my friend The helplessness of a child
On the way to you I was distracted Busy with the noise Busy in my own mind Planning, worrying, and planning again Remembering Little by little The path I was on All the work we had put into this Over lifetimes Still carrying Some of the scars Healing ever so
