I don’t consider myself a poet. But, there is an inner poet in me. And, for as long as I can remember I’ve been writing some kind of my own sort of version of poetry. While living in Asia I wrote over 100 poems. And now, I see it as a true privilege to start sharing them with others. In honor of all the great poets out there here’s one I wrote for you…

A Note to “The Poets”,

my verses may go askew,

like my thoughts-at times.

forgive me, for –

meter disrupted,
punctuation constructed.

I take liberty in long-winded stanzas


write to expel, not to sell.

My vocabulary coerced,

by infinite depths.

And, if those depths speak to me,

and me alone,

so be it.

I surrender,

The Soliloquies of my Gypsy Heart.



Be-Loved., December 9, 2012

Honoring Divinity, May 6, 2012

love is all we need., March 20, 2012

Grey Matter, November 1, 2011

“If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I won’t grow up”, October 17, 2011

A Unit., September 29, 2011

Recognize your Temple., September 13, 2011

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