Mean to Me

feeling on the verge of sadness so I write a free-verse–helps to set me free. I’m mean to you I’m mean to myself tho I don’t mean to be It’s this feeling inside my stomach bloated with inertia aches in my joints makes me mean keeps me mean yelling at the dogs “stop it–stop scratching”Continue reading “Mean to Me”

Meditation#7 Humbling Down

once I watched an ant crawling the mountains bottom it started to run half its legs on the ground in an alternating tripod gait with quantum steps my eyes followed mind took me to the summit there I wanted to be but wind blew me away down the other side breathing in breathing out IContinue reading “Meditation#7 Humbling Down”

All I Can Do

This poem was written by my friend Aya Yuhki. She is currently the editor of “Tanka International”, in Tokyo, Japan. All I can do softly when the winds caress the door of fate, I will open it for you. a bare tree stands with silver branches stretched to the utmost, I will gaze at theContinue reading “All I Can Do”