Honest Chaos

My people married their first cousins and passed on crooked backs and congenital deafness - my people scraped desert island hills into terraces and pleaded with the earth - my people gathered the rain in cisterns hidden beneath their huts.   There was never enough, and poverty only begets beauty and generosity in the movies. It's only true children are fear and jealousy. And that is why my people set sail and did not return.

Spoken word. See text at https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2023/06/the-first-day-of-spring.html

Friend from Childhood's Last Days Would I recognize youall these years laterfriend from childhood's last days?From bottomless time playing Atariand banana seat bicycles riding over cracked sidewalkslate into summer nights?How have you aged, with adad-bod belly and a receding hairline?or are you just divorce-worn,living aloneexcept every other weekend?What have you become, what with your skills at Space Invadersand your facility with the Rubic's Cube?If you saw me,would you know me?Would we pull out two Huffy's from behind the shed of memoryand pedal off together once moreby the blue glow glory of the street lamps?

Spoken word. Text here: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2023/01/leonardos-first-flight.html

Spoken word. More at https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/12/the-residents.html

Spoken word. Words here: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/11/unleashed.html

Spoken word. https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/11/when-it-was-not.html

Text at https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/06/how-it-begins-again.html

Spoken word piece about running out of time. see written piece here: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/05/us-who-are-lucky.html

Spoken word piece - some days you can't be. words: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/04/i-am-only-fool.html

A spoken word piece about gluttony, one of the seven deadly sins Written here: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/03/gluttony.html

A spoken word piece about Envy, the worst of the 7 deadly sins written: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/03/banishment.html

A spoken word piece about the thinness between reality and the mystical More at: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/03/the-path-between-worlds.html

Spoken word piece about the damn cat and his morning howling. Text here: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/02/the-cat-is-awake.html

a spoken word piece text at https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/02/office-of-days.html

A spoken word piece about winter. For text, see https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/01/collective-action.html

A spoken word piece about the frustrations of being young and not knowing better. See https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2022/01/youth.html

At the end of a semester, saying goodbye. The class vs. the students. Text: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2021/05/empty-classroom.html

text here: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2021/05/the-game.html

Text: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2012/08/45365-driving-to-work.html

Text: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2012/08/45365-driving-to-work.html

Text: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2012/09/50365.html

text: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2012/09/57365-4-in-morning.html

text: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2012/05/16365-heaven-on-earth.html

Text: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2012/09/53365.html

text: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2012/09/52365-running-on-old-trails.html

Text: https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2009/01/doing-hustle.html

what the devil wants https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2021/05/bargaining-with-devil.html

Dancing and being young - so delicate.

the one thing that allows us to see each other as human

A meditation on letting go of desire. https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2021/03/a-meditation-by-tree-upon-noble-truth.html

Friendship is a choice.

Fifty and not dead.

So many perfect days.

Do you see me looking at you looking at me?

Because what else would you call your giraffe?

Coffee makes everything better.

Reflections on leaving an old home.

Hearing things in the woods.

A poem about adjusting to having an adult child. https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2019/07/cooking-for-my-daughter.html

When we read, we bridge time and mind. https://honestchaos.blogspot.com/2019/03/reading-aristotles-politics.html

Garden hose gorgon

Spoken word poetry.

spoken word poem

A poem about the beginning of the end.

Try not to fly to close to the sun.

In some traditions, Lilith was actually the first woman, and rejected by Adam when she would not submit to him. Hence the two versions of the creation of humans in Genesis. Lilith was Adam's equal and created at the same time, Eve was created from Adam.

The beginning of summer and what it means

The ledger of gifts

A conversation with a dragon.

Things don't work out as planned.