I don’t believe it
I see your joy I hear your tickle I feel your energy But I don’t believe it I see your worry I feel your pain I hear your sorrow But I don’t believe it You are a shell You are a whisper You are a robot Show me […]
I see your joy I hear your tickle I feel your energy But I don’t believe it I see your worry I feel your pain I hear your sorrow But I don’t believe it You are a shell You are a whisper You are a robot Show me […]
I laugh with you I laugh at you and I feel sadness I see everything You see nothing Yet I love you I walk with you infrequently I walk without you perpetually And I feel sadness I see the ashes that once were I think of how you […]
The other day a new friend, a colleague, was driving me from the airport and we had to cross a bridge. She hesitated in her speech, looking flustered. She then revved up the car. She turned to me and noted she hated bridges. Rather, she hated driving […]
I have taken numerous art history classes throughout my life span as a way to enrich myself. It has always been for my own edification. and have loved learning of the passion, the politics and the madness within and as a result of art. In that vein, I […]
Talk to me, dance with me Under the gaze of the facade Making my way downtown Just to see the rhythm of life The sky passes its time Catching the murals of yore Collective memories while walking by fast Here today, a new vision tomorrow Flashbacks on lovely […]
Heavy but weightless My heart is also my brain Shimmering and bold
Even giants need a leading hand As an executive in the non-profit world I have come to find that those at the top often need a lot more help than they let on. Many are filled with insecurities. Many feel like frauds in that they don’t think they […]
Touching but not hugging I just returned from a business trip where I must have exchanged over 100 hugs. It was hug central. Which is what happens when you attend a conference for a field where everybody knows everybody and you are all supposedly overflowing with compassion. Note […]
Cars in sand like the days of our lives Upon arriving to work she notices that everyone has their head in the sand. A bit like an ostrich but these days a bit like discarded cars that once used to be revving and riding wildly down the highway. […]
Vividly living Vivid Sky awes me Left my name so I could live Fade away today fade away