Poetry (writing and reading it) is one of the many ways that I find inspiration for songs. All forms of writing are connected and opening those pathways in my brain, exercising them every day, helps keep things flowing... (The goal is to write every day, but in all honesty, it is usually more intermittent than that.) 

Here are a few short poems from Late Winter/Early Spring 2019. Most of the time my poetry is untitled.

03.12.2019 

The platform 
wet and mossy 
big drops 
fall from rooftops 
of the station 
misty cars speed by 
unaware 
of waiting strangers. 

Cracks in the sidewalk 
form pathways 
ripples 
run 
inside the edges. 

03.14.2019 

I might be a vampire 
feeding on my own self doubt 
squinting at the light 
dark adheres to my mind 
bread dough 
expanding 
filling the pathways 
soft, heavy 
comfortable. 

05.20.2019 

It's ok. 
To make hard choices. 
It's ok to skip a day... 
stay cozy in bed. 
It's ok to take life in your arms 
and hold it like a child. 
Tell it everything will be ok. 
It's ok to let go. 

05.24.2019 

Dapply sunlight shadows 
where the ferns grow 
in the moss on tree bark 
softly resting cozy 
in nooks and crannies 
trunks and limbs 
sweet raindrops 
slide through the canopy 
how far they fall 
free 
forming 
pitter 
patter 
soothing white noise 
lulls me to a 
deep sleep.