Truffles

Truffles Golden box filled with a cryptic variety The folded paper to help me decipher which chocolate I just placed in my mouth Without that paper I poke and prod each truffle looking for the perfect one. And when I find the one that suits me I close my eyes and lean back Enjoying theContinue reading “Truffles”

Paul Gauguin

Eugène Henri Paul Gauguin was a French post-Impressionist artist. Gauguin is now recognized for his experimental use of color and Synthetist style that were distinctly different from Impressionism. We never really know what stupidity is until we have experimented on ourselves. -Paul Gauguin Going off the well trodden path is much harder than people say.Continue reading “Paul Gauguin”

Sleep, my friend

Sleep, my friend I can’t keep my eyes open The lids they’re being pulled down by a crane And the weightlessness of sleep washes over me like waves Some bigger than others I want to skip all this creating and let my consciousness free in dreams But I’m almost finished just a few more sentencesContinue reading “Sleep, my friend”

the drain sings lovely -Morality Collection

  the drain sings lovely some of us lose all the time time after time until our true colours have bled out and we start to see things in black and white question on which side our shadows cuddle light which sun offers up a tanned braising against a weak pale puffed burning eagerly theContinue reading “the drain sings lovely -Morality Collection”

Missing You

Missing You It’s a been a year, since you went away I wish I could have said what I wanted to say I’m still here, looking for answers to explain Why you decided, your life couldn’t be the same. Missing your voice and the look of your face, Knowing that no one, can take yourContinue reading “Missing You”

Pierre Puvis De Chavannes

  “I have a weakness I scarcely dare to avow. [It] consists in preferring rather mournful aspects to all others, low skies, solitary plains, discreet in hue, where each tuft of grass plays it’s little tune to the indolent breath of the wind of midday… I wait impatiently for the bad weather to come, andContinue reading “Pierre Puvis De Chavannes”

Frayed Ends- Morality Collection

Frayed Ends And what, dear children, is the end of the world? Is it when a hydrogen bomb is triggered, and flesh and concrete and body and soul are brought to nothingness by the fury of a stillborn sun? Is it when the rich finally get tired of carrying the poor on their backs (or,Continue reading “Frayed Ends- Morality Collection”

Sweaty Palms

Speaking of posting things that make our palms sweat and our hearts beat out of our chest. I figured I’d post a personal one. Race is something that is extremely hard for me to talk about. I have a post in drafts that’s still there about the complexities of growing up bi-racial. But I figuredContinue reading “Sweaty Palms”

When Feelings Collide with Words

She came And She went She Left. She never Said Goodbye I Meeean I Said It To Her From Behind But With Her Back Turned To Me I Didn’t Have Much Confidence That We Would Meet Again Like If I Got To Say It To Her While Looking In Her Eyes And I’m Just GoingContinue reading “When Feelings Collide with Words”