Best Workshops Poems

people throw stones in incomplete workshops
they oftentimes destroy the center of the foundation before it has a chance to grow
noses become storks' beaks and smirks become suspect
the sunshine becomes enamored with the furies amongst the clouds
though beautifully melodic as they sound, i can smell the...

Continue reading...

I’m the Seller of Rainbows
Purveyor of such Delights
Adding joy and pleasure to
So many Rituals and Rites.
Sliding through the portals 
In connected webs of space
Physically always staying
In the very same place.

Just changing perceptions 
Of the merged  multiverse
Carrying skeins of Rainbows
In states many and diverse.
Never truly...

Continue reading...