I am a jaguar in literature’s savannah,
I roar when I write,
captivate and capture,
If you are not willing to be taken,
slink away quietly.
Disappointment, heartbreak, monotony, determination.
Exceed your greatest expectations.
Peace from Broken Pieces
This is not about you. This is not about how you feel.
This is not about whether you are in the mood to dance or write or paint today.
This is about persevering when you think you can’t.
When you’ve fallen down so many times you don’t know if you can get up.
When you’re dragging.
It is NOT ABOUT YOU.
It’s for those who will come after you.
You will not fail. You can’t.
Do you know why not?
Because you will persist until the end of time.
You will inspire, until the whole world supports you and you support them.
So wake up. WAKE UP!
Put on your bathrobe. Get your coffee.
And throw yourself against the rock of your craft—
Until you’ve entertained the world.
ROAD TRIP 2
A twisted wreck of abstract art.
Ripped my heart.
I lie in the night
What is wrong with my brain?
The better question is
Take some of my heart;
it’s been broken to pieces.
With each bit you swallow;
my pain decreases.
I don’t put you up on a pedestal.
You are the pedestal.
I wear the morning,
a sparkling dress of sunrise,
You bask in my glory.
She was riding a tsunami of high-octane pleasure
When it was over
She was still flying.