Please tell me what must I be
Woman viewed respectfully
Atmosphere where men are heard
Words blurred in misogyny
Even with name and title
Experience seen idle
Words I speak leave them to sow
This ego to them vital
Are we seen as simply things
Babbling birds that all sings
Inequal upon their eyes
In our cries injustice rings.
Tag: poem
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home
familiar, peaceful
resting, comforting, knowing
refuge, friends, others, earth
feeling, confronting, existing
obscure, unperceived
foreign
earth,
spacious, surrounded
protecting, recycling, changing
home, refuge, elements, skies
morphing, opposing, expanding
endlessness, eternity
space
all
many, infinite
encompassing, encountering, unknowing
home, eternity, discovery, foreign
searching, annihilating, hiding,
naught, void
nothing
Inspired by a forgotten truth: Everywhere and all things within, has been our home for eternity. In physical body and separation of body.
“Home is where the heart is.”
Your “heart” has and will remain everywhere, within everything, endlessly, all at once.
We are all a piece of one living organism — one home.
Where energy is neither created nor destroyed.
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Fearing unknown suffering every day,
Addicted to fabricated feelings,
To be comfortable in pain to stay,
Life to live in alienated dealings,
Later as consolidated healings,
Once you see suffering came because you,
Overthinking the future with no clue,
Believing in a similar outcome,
This alone will make your suffering true,
Fearing the agony is to succumb.
Written on: February 6, 2025
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To gain everything is to have lost
Nothing in this world is for free
Balance of the ebb and flow
Reminds us of the cost
So always give love
We all need it
The flowers
People
Trees
Written on: March 12, 2025
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Collapsing into this world,
It's first absorption of light!
Becomes a new singularity,
With a center dark as night.
Oh heavens, what dense receivers —
Where nothing can escape!
The grand warping of time,
Perceiving everything in shape!
What a marvelous kaleidoscope,
Sculpting it's event horizon!
Colliding with the universe,
In rhythm with all that flies in.
Oh heavens, the soul it contains —
An experience impossible to replicate!
The power to create ripples,
Consciousness for it to orchestrate!
Surrounded by the trillions,
So many worlds existing in the cosmos!
Viewing all others in front of you,
Within a lens only it knows.
A gravitational pull so immense —
There is infinity beyond the earth's sun!
Countless souls among us,
The unaware waltz where all dance in unison!
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To Refuse all Difference dies —
Unknowingly in plain disguise.
Ignorance in pattern known —
Denies unwilling that truth be shown.
Comfort to believe them only wise.
Subconscious preparation of their supplies —
Planned and pruned unseen alibis.
Spoke in certain, untamed tone —
To Refuse all Difference.
Can those who never apologize, truly hear a person's cries?
Playing by rules only they condone —
Leaving all else to suffer alone.
In the depths of ego their pride pries —
To Refuse all Difference.
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I don't think I use bandaids enough — Got burnout in childhood, tryin' to be tough. Pulling the plastic off that shiny new thing is too satisfying — Yet we survive in a world that we're afraid of dying. Supposed to be living. Supposed to be giving. When if all seize comfort — What makes it truly rough. The memory in accepting scratches is far to ratifying in your pivoting. When you look back upon your inward eye — Remembering all that was riveting.
Written on: September 7, 2025
Columbia River Gorge 
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The universe wants you to ask it questions —
The majority is followed while we wish on our luck with the illusion it keeps us safe.
We cover ourselves in blind blanket notions —
The electrons stay stuck and the kismet starts to chafe.
We blame it on our fate when nothing can move until it’s first observed —
The difference between fate and destiny.
We stay in a loop and keep our minds reserved —
Repeating the same patterns and expecting new outcomes is insanity.
To let go and open yourself to change, could show you a deeper level to embodying integrity.
If you ever ask yourself your purpose —
Try asking yourself every day what you do on purpose.
Ask yourself “why?” relentlessly.
Communicating with ourselves is an opus —
If we get into a habit of asking the “why?”
We would begin seeing the "why's" of many.
Communicating with yourself is communicating with the universe.
Written on : October 19, 2025
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Pondering branches — all resting
Grounded as a limb,
Remains grounded as seemingly separated twigs of a tree.
Experience pain we perceive as testing.
Broken pieces laying upon the soil refusing themselves a victim —
Communicating neither should we.
Notice the universe and its jesting.
Intuition often mistranslated as coincidence and whim —
Whimsically reminding of our connectivity.
It is all awaiting your attention.
It is all where lies your intention.
Transforming what everything must be.
A circle returning the all that is one to love's frequency —
Inevitably morphing to persist in formula of divine ecstasy.
Written on: November 26, 2025
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As the raging wind hits my face, I cry —
Among these mountains, I find perfect peace.
It's as if I'm soaring, riding the sky —
A moment captured, and will never cease.
Each sunset slowly falls, the snow along —
These frozen tears drop lightly to the ground.
As you venture through, you can hear their song —
Wait, just keep listening, you'll stay astound.
Listen to rivers flow, the fallen snows —
Listen to spruce, swaying, dancing like air.
Step back, take it all in, everything glows —
Listen, it's just you and the world, a pair.
Come to Alaska, the silence one seeks —
But always remember, Everything speaks.
Written on: June 9, 2009
Kenai National Wildlife Refuge 
