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Incense

Incense

This poem was inspired by an incense. The plant mass of burning ash I often light when writing indoors. Older than a candle and spread east to west, this smoky device ...
The Muse in Hotel Esencia on the Divine Riviera Maya

The Muse in Hotel Esencia on the Divine Riviera Maya

For Mayan jungle vibes alongside powdery Caribbean sands on scarcely developed precious grounds of the Yucatán peninsula, Hotel Esencia invites with its boutique design merging glamour of the decades past with something a ...
A beggar wanting to be a star: on pain

A beggar wanting to be a star: on pain

Can I switch a button To rid me of my pain To grow wings that Take the body weight Above gravity’s reign Becoming an avatar Smiling despite struggle Always in ...
See sea: “Don’t forget to address who you’re becoming” 

See sea: “Don’t forget to address who you’re becoming” 

The two of them were one — light and darkness Blood pouring out of their veins, eternally becoming From the same source, pumped by another heart inherited From one mother ...
fog

THE KNOWN UNKNOWN

THE KNOWN UNKNOWN is a poem I wrote while climbing one of my favourite trails in Côte d'Azur this spring. The flimsy April weather brings an abundance of clouds and ...
See the world like a poet by appreciating beauty in the mundane

See the world like a poet by appreciating beauty in the mundane

These globally infected times can clear or further fog our vision. Lao Tzu, the widely praised chinese poet captured this illuminating wisdom centuries ago. Not just optically, austerity reveals how ...
Things Better Done Slowly: poetic Marais cafes and tea rooms

Things Better Done Slowly: poetic Marais cafes and tea rooms

Poetry does not have to be written under your bed covers (well, sometimes I do that too) or in a rusty, with vintage posters laced bohemian poetic Marais hang out ...
War Zone Angel: Connecting Death, Space, Reentry and Work by Loving Change

War Zone Angel: Connecting Death, Space, Reentry and Work by Loving Change

To open my heart to joys I had to soar Above the deadly peaks of jagged fears Climbed by some, devouring others Whose ribs crush into the void of the ...
The Independent Human.

The Independent Human.in this zeitgeist

Who am I? A locked in corpse without a soul Zombie that buys what the ads sell [Working my ass off like a fool] Leaving family, friends, meaning, all While ...
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