Free verse

34/2017: Death of the Rain Maker

I constantly live in a state of "it's better than..." It's better than nothing It's better than death It's better than there It's better than... here I don't want to live comparing myself to those who are seen to be failing. I want to fly higher than the expectations I gave myself when I dreamed… Continue reading 34/2017: Death of the Rain Maker

Rhyming

Day 320: Hey, White Person

I refuse to let the politics of fear, begin to divide the love between us. So much has happened this past year, I get the sway of a blank canvas. Sometimes the choices may seem unclear, but really what's left of justice? Is your view from my shoes, sincere? Or is it easy to pretend… Continue reading Day 320: Hey, White Person

Free verse

Day 314: Politicking States

By tomorrow I will remember it wasn't all Americans or a landslide victory. Tomorrow I will remember that the American spirit is one that fights and rebels. Tomorrow I will remember that America is the biggest influencer of social change even as when it commits the worst acts. Tomorrow I will remember America is flawed… Continue reading Day 314: Politicking States

Poem

Day 310: Snow

How many generations until my brown skin turns white as snow? My black hair golden, shining in the summer's sun, my brown eyes the shade of the Kokanee glacial waters reflecting the sky my Canadian born accent, the same as my Canadian neighbor my words English and not Tamlish How many generations before I am… Continue reading Day 310: Snow

Free verse, Poem

Day 76: Can of Worms

I wonder if it began like this The reason we flew "Harmless" words and names Thrown with purposeful intent. A belief in humanity Our compassion to overcome Divisive acts of terror Cloaked in political showmanship. Theatrical smoke and mirrors Smoky hazes to hide empty performances Of morality and concern Gilded tongues of spoilt men Mute… Continue reading Day 76: Can of Worms