From Notebook – Miami Nov 2013

Today is the first day of Winter

and I saw a black angel

bracing the swell and foam

of the ocean.

During the night the moon spilled its yellow fodder into my soul,

purifying me of the coward deep inside.

I watched the pool filled with water around your cold metal feet

and my soul simultaneously filled with a desire…

But more importantly on that solstice day.

I made myself a promise…

to embrace my talent

to achieve the impossible

to grow exponentially

to open up and let my growth show

to stand proud

to give it all

and when I laid down, my back ached and my feet throbbed

I fell asleep and the last

image was that of the blurry moon

cascading off your bowed bronze head.