(Disclaimer: If this post causes emotional discomfort, please confront your demons by heeding wise advice.) I was spontaneous yesterday. Now, for those of you who know me -- it really does depend which era of me you know, now, doesn't it? Let's try this again. For those of you who have known me in the … Continue reading It’s Good to Be Back
Have you ever seen her write? Have you ever just sat, and watched her surrender as the paper devoured her soul, as the pen carved into the unmarked linings of reproduced trees? I have. I’ve seen her write. I’ve fallen asleep to the image of her etching patches of her soul into her diary. I’ve … Continue reading Have You Seen Her Write?
She was so consumed by her dark side That she saw with her heart and not with her eyes. M.G.
A poem I wrote back in 2007, the year I truly fell in love with the piano.
Freewriting, just to follow the flow Don't know where this story goes With a finger and a thumb partially numb Trying to come up with words not "dumb" Somehow, my juvenile, young naive mind Wants to journey through endless space and time But I know that if I close my eyes Yours are the ones … Continue reading Is It You…?
Don’t cry over me with your broken heart I told you I was polyamorous from the start It’s what I said, the day we met Or did you believe the lies you were fed By everyone else who claimed to know me better You skipped all the vowels in the letters I wrote to you … Continue reading Polyamory
Have I told you that I’ve seen your soul That every crack is beautiful? Buried deep beneath the flesh The skin, the bones, and all the rest Have I told you that I’ve felt your soul That every vibration is beautiful? Reaching out from within the walls Protection, not wanting to fall Have I told … Continue reading Have I Told You That I’ve Seen Your Soul?
The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 