Inspiration: I was sitting beside a fireplace resting. I looked into the fire and let my mind wander. The Untitled One is one for whom there is no title in this world. The words came:
Light dark shadow angels
Now flutter, fall glide
Lightly heavy on the watery air
Between, before, the worlds…
Play poem below.
Inspiration: Sometimes at three o’clock in the morning sleep leaves and internal processing keeps it from coming back. On one of those sleepless nights these words streamed through my mind:
The voices in the night, the voices on the wind…
If you have ever had one of those nights, this one might speak to you, too.
Play poem below.
Inspiration: I take my inspiration from the events of life, mine and others. Risk The Dark came from watching what happens when people avoid dealing with the dark parts of their journeys–grief, abuse, addiction, fear of success–while hearing them say they are always chasing the light–that which is good in life.
One day I wondered, how can we find the light if we are caught in the dark? So the first stanza of the poem wrote itself.
Sometimes to see the light
You have to risk the dark
You have to walk down the alley
Where the angry dog barks . . .
Play poem below.
