Sean Casey LeClaire –“If I Stopped”
Here’s an astounding piece from writer and life/executive coach Sean Casey LeClaire. I’ve been there, I’ve done it, and I know how much it meant for me, but I’ve never seen it expressed so beautifully...
View ArticleDavid Jewell –“my mum (say a little prayer for her) is 90″
Today’s post, a beautiful poem from Austin poet, photographer, and performance artist David Jewell, is presented in honor of aging parents (fathers as well as mothers) and the adult children who love...
View Articledown time
today is the first day of what's left of my life today is the last day of the dead man's journey. today I don't poison myself for a pension today I don't soil my spirit today I don't split my soul....
View ArticlePreviewing my new book: Scapegoat’s Cross
I’m pleased to announce the completion of the manuscript for my second book. Scapegoat’s Cross: Poems about Finding and Reclaiming the Lost Man Within is both a companion and a follow-up to my first...
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Dead flowers in the garden – then and now
In the spring of 1989, I had the good fortune to attend a one-day conference with Robert Bly in Austin, Texas. The event was filmed by journalist Bill Moyers for his 1990 documentary, A Gathering of...
View Article“tired of being a bullet” at PublicLiterature.Org
My poem “tired of being a bullet” from my new book, Scapegoat’s Cross: Poems about Finding and Reclaiming the Lost Man Within, was recently featured at PublicLiterature.Org.
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Soul is hard to find
We think there is a soul We don’t know That soul is hard to find … - Joe Strummer, “Johnny Appleseed” In the course of my lifetime, I’ve yet to encounter any external definition of spirituality that...
View Articleparty girl dance
party girl dance across the pacific eyes and lips so fresh and heavy only one way to make a living running backwards through the boneyard. sitting with me going nowhere momentary heat connection...
View Articlepresent time
for the first time in my life the past is beginning to feel like the past. the many ghosts of used-to-be my loyal long-time companions have drifted off and faded away dissipated like a morning mist...
View Articlesacrifice
I go to sleep alone every night and wake up every morning with every bad decision I ever made. I wake up with every misstep every lost opportunity every time I dug in my heels wrong or right and...
View Articlestranded in the ashes
stranded in the ashes stumbling in fear identity anxiety nervous riddle dreams. I need to hang on to something I need to let go of something but I don't know which is which. part of me wants to sleep...
View ArticlePoetry on video: “use everything”
Today’s poem on video is “use everything” from my upcoming book Scapegoat’s Cross: Poems about Finding and Reclaiming the Lost Man Within. This is one of my personal favorites from the new book and...
View ArticlePoetry on video: “lost man”
Today’s poem on video, “lost man”, is from my upcoming book Scapegoat’s Cross: Poems about Finding and Reclaiming the Lost Man Within. This is the poem that opens the book. For more poetry on video,...
View ArticlePoetry on video: “tired of being a bullet”
Today’s poem on video, “tired of being a bullet”, is from my upcoming book Scapegoat’s Cross: Poems about Finding and Reclaiming the Lost Man Within. It was inspired by a little butterfly that...
View ArticlePoetry on video: “present time”
Today’s poem on video, “present time”, was written back in late November and recorded in early February, both of which feel like a lifetime ago as I’m writing today. I suppose it’s appropriate that I...
View Article5001
according to my calculations I've spent something like 5000 days of my life which is getting shorter all the time sitting in cubicles. so how's that new job going? god I just want to run out of here as...
View Articleobituary 12-11-11
Late last year, my biweekly men’s group decided that each of us would write his own obituary as a self-awareness exercise and bring it into the group for sharing and discussion. I wanted to write...
View Articlestaring into black
sooner or later every man must stop fighting the stars. sooner or later his life will run him down and he will lose what he holds most dear. the one thing that has kept him going given him reason...
View Articlebreakdown years
I'm living in the breakdown years and I find myself wondering how I'm gonna go. will I age gracefully like an old oak tree or fall into shambles like an abandoned factory. will I crumble like some...
View Articlemidlife timeslap
mister know-it-all is finally getting a clue the former smartest guy in the room is receiving his wake-up call the so-called genius who thought he was gonna save the world is beginning to realize that...
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