Poetry, storytelling and song writing are members of the same family. I have a deep appreciation for the literary arts and believe that creative writing whatever its form, render a fleeting glimpse, a snippet of insight into the author’s inner world. To live an unexamined life is our greatest travesty and consequently we cannot grow as we are intended to without putting ourselves under a compassionate lens of scrutiny. Writing can do this by giving us a strategy to crystallize those fleeting thoughts and emotions that so often elude clarity and self knowing. Journaling, writing poetry can be a catharsis in this process leading to a new awareness of whom and what we are, warts and all. The journey of self discovery ultimately opens the door to the spiritual growth and evolution we so richly deserve.
Time Enough
“The butterfly counts not years but moments and has time enough”. ~ Rabindranath Tagore. Nobel Laureate (1861-1941) Years ago,feels like moments since,I knocked on a warrior’s door. Breaching your fortified heart, letting this outsider in, your sacred love oozing out,yielding to promise. Unfolding [...]
You Will Do No Wrong
"There was that law of life, so cruel and so just, which demanded that one must grow or else pay more for remaining the same." ~ Norman MailerFor some of us it seems the process of letting goleaves claw marks [...]
The Kiss of God
“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.” ~J.R.R. Tolkien (The Fellowship of the Ring) And with your hungry answers, mutedin the enormity of silent wisdom,obscuredin the forsaken mindscapes of infinity,submergedin your aching ocean of emotion the kiss of God [...]
A Stranger’s Face
I don’t know who you are,you exist as a file on my computerand bits of memory in my mind. Mexican minstrel,a story of life to be sure,a stranger’s face, soul’s windowsunabashedly wide open. Another place,Tlaquepaque Mexico,another time,a snapshot moment really.Me?a stranger in his reality,another gringo,from another world. Friendly [...]
Michelle Says
Michelle says: I love you Henri Ferguson,you bring laughter intothe hallways of my heart,I am 16 again,a giggling schoolgirl,excited about holding hands. Life is one big adventure,and you are my adventure partner. You are my partner in love,laughter and seeing each day as a [...]
Sparrow Nights
Sparrow Nights: Russian name for sleepless nights with bad dreams~ David Gilmour “The Perfect Order of Things” Sleep beckons with adamant yawns of lassitude,whilst a restive voice drones on.Mumbling pebbles skipping across a placid lake,mirrors ameandering mind in motion,spawning rippleson a surface [...]