Music Health Poems

Dancing minds
free singing bodies

Dancing bodies
reserve singing minds.

Minds find faith in wealthy 
blue-sky synergy
where bodies have experienced hope
for sacred EarthTribe's 
healthiest green integrity.

Whether we feel we...

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Politeness,
like kindness,
may not sell newspapers
or win the partisan debate

Civility,
unlike deviliciousness,
will not win the civil war
nor leverage the biggest tax rebate

But integrity
is the world wide web...

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Squirm the Germ 

Vs.1
There’s a germ, his name is Squirm, he lives inside our head, and when we cough or sneeze or wheeze, he jumps...

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On that July day of confusion and discord,
I entered the women's psychiatric ward.
A place I'd been in before,
receiving a calming shot in my buttocks
on the...

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Do you ever feel like
There is an emptiness inside you
An emptiness 
That drains the light out of everything?
A black hole

Life in grayscale
Colors faded
Flavors muted
Voices distant

except

One...

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At sixteen
People's Bible Church
sent me from rural Michigan farm lands
to Moody Bible Institute
in siren-screaming Chicago

Church fathers assumed,
despite curious evidence to the contrary,
that I was a...

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i remember your bedroom at your moms house,

Thin walls and black blankets.

A energy drink and my perfume resting on your side desk,

The journal you’d draw...

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Music heals the heart
The mind and the blood vessels
Calm the angry part....

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When I entered the City Senior Center
with my Open Mic proposal
to increase resilience
and decrease apartheid dissonance

I could hear no music,
see no dancing.

The quilting room
and the...

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Blowout, burnout, jagged shells left from the explosion
Crawl out from shelter in place; a confused, wobbly motion
Blank slate, wipeout, cauterized emotion
Tally and assess losses, repairs,...

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When the Sun surrenders the sky to the Moon,
and the stars reawake in its gloom, 
sad songs say so much

When the flames of a love...

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I would like to see
and hear
and feel a peaceful day
and silent night

When guns
are as rare as typewriters

When partisan hate
is as extinct as flying dinosaurs

When ranting...

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We may need a rest left here
right now
said the Muse
to his Warrior
and her Sage.

In compliant spirit,
Sage feels a rest not
not significant
in music's octaved stories
of wealthy
deep...

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Aunt Mary was a small and wiry mother
of six;
four by birth
and two by informal adoption.

She sang in a small querulous voice
yet spoke boldly
filled with loving...

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If Thou take not our hands,
and feet,
our bodies
hosting ghostly minds,
our organic inside lives
flowing out emphatic love

We will continue to fail,
to fear,
to feel tired,
retired,
weary,
untreaded,
worn.

When I try...

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