Are glaringly inadequate.Forced relationshipsBorn out of neediness;Enormous family riftsThat grow with every passing year of noisy conversations that reek of the unspoken conversations underneath;Entire careersBuilt on the back of proving a point.When we fail to be honestWe benefit our delusionsAt the expense of who we really are.Here we are no longer real peopleWith real hopes […]Read more "Substitutes for honesty"
Is not the same as being free.There’s a lot of thingsThat if I wrote about themWould render me cowardOr a hypocriteBecause my pen is more fluentThan my actual voice.Its true, sometimes the words on the pageFeel rapturousTranscendent,But then the paragraph comes to an endAnd the things I’ve been avoidingAre still waiting for me.Writing about freedomIs […]Read more "Writing about freedom"
Are often the ones we most avoidBecause they will likelyChange everything.From declarations of loveTo termination of contractsIt is a stomach-churning eventTo speak your truth.And yet the truth sets you freeEven if it puts your comfort at risk.Our minds are like spiders webs,We can easily get stuckIn words left unspoken.If for no other reasonSpeak up to […]Read more "The most important conversations"
Against a “dictatorship on non-alternatives”Against the prevailing zeitgeist of self-worshipAgainst that voice in your headAgainst the feeling that life would be better if you weren’t around.Against such things – rebel.In a world that constantly finds a way to lean towards self-annihilationTo always be in tandem with itIs the greatest anarchy of all.The feelings may be […]Read more "A thousand tiny acts of rebellion"
Because she couldn’t afford a desk. Her back aches But she”s learned to ignore it Her phone screen is cracked But her writing habit Is still robust and intact . She writes in bed Coz it’s the only time of the day When her body slows down enough For her mind to ponder And her […]Read more "Writing in bed"
Bubbles, bursts and blasts Of the purest, sweetest water Tumbling out from an effervescent spring Drenching the feet And soaking the jeans Of anyone standing close by, Reducing burdens Quenching fear Swelling freedom. He was increasingly becoming The kind of person Who ate hope for breakfast And drank deep throughout the night Of the joy He’d […]Read more "Joy"
The time we spendSeeking the Face of GodIs not time taken awayFrom ‘practical’ things.It is not a waste of down timeTo spend our SundaysIn the house of God,Nor is it a misuse of resourcesTo give money to the church.The visions and propheciesWe read in scriptureAre not delusionsNor are they opiates of the people.Like Moses, when […]Read more "Burning Bush"
When it happenedShe knew she’d never forget it.When liberty came to find her andCoaxed her out of her chains,Showed her how firmlyHer feet could stand on the ground,How comfortable her own skin could feelHow lovingly the gentle breeze could caress her faceHow high her heart could soar.First time freedomsAre magical.In a momentYou come to know […]Read more "First time freedoms"
I wish you well.Not a superficial wishThat you might haveA storm free lifeBut a soul-deep wholenessThat stubbornly holds true in timesOf affliction.And yes, you are afflicted,Your body has betrayed youYour mind is frazzledYour spirit forlorn-You’ve taken a beatingAnd its okay to say so.I am rooting for you,That you find a placeTo lay your burdens,And find […]Read more "Rooting for you"
Is a peculiar hinterlandOf wonders and horrors,Facts and fantasiesWhere human consciousness residesAnd personality is incubated-Animating our beingInterpreting our reality,Making us human.Many of us have found great canyons there:The birthplace of ambitionThe genesis of great endeavorThe vastness of joy and love.And at the same time some of usHave found dungeons more confining thanAny man-made prison:Trapped by […]Read more "The space between our ears"