Poetry, spoken word, maybe even general musings about my life or my observations about the world and beyond. I find that when I write a poem a day it's like therapy for my soul. Being a performance artist and a lone wolf, it's nice to know someone out there reads them, makes me feel acknowledged, maybe it even touches you and makes you think.
Showing posts with label Ruptured Spirit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ruptured Spirit. Show all posts
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Ruptured Spirit
Hits me like a mud pie rolls down the face but avoids the eye,
mine is a frozen cry, swollen yet crystallized an arthritic yelp