February 22, 2009


I have come to the frightening conclusion…
That I am the decisive element.
It is my personal approach that creates the climate.
It is my daily mood that makes the weather.
I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous.
I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration,
I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal.
In all situations, it is my response that decides
whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated,
and a person is humanized or de-humanized.
If we treat people as they are, we make them worse.
If we treat people as they ought to be,
we help them become
what they are capable of becoming.

Let It First Taste

February 14, 2009


If this raw flame
should go out,
let it first taste
the vibrant fast twitch
muscle fiber
of willing thighs,
and the quivering
tuning forks’ reach across
an unknown universe,

let it taste
the doomed sea floor
before the mermaids’ rescue
and your heroic lips
pressed into my soul’s
secret retreats

let it taste
the sublime upheavals
of your victories
violent with wet perfume
and feast in
its humid bliss

let it taste,
and I will forever embrace
the drenching
of my light


sing me your
dreams of the firefly
beyond the wind chimes’
evening reach

let me
dream of your elegant
within this world
watery touch

let me
bathe in naked
with music releasing
from my thoughts

let me
be gone with
with clear eyes
perfect light

In the Rain

February 1, 2009


Under a parched sky and its unforgiving sun
I searched through the tallgrass plains
for a sign our work is done
and I will languish in your Serengeti rains

Under an arched sky and Cassiopeia’s stars
we searched through the unwelcomed pain
for a sign of life on our dying Mars
and to anguish in its inviting rains

Under the cloud towers we made our pact
before our souls would part again
for a sign to remember a love intact
where we will dance forever in the rain