disruptive forces prod the inoffensive vegetation. stirring a reaction. emerge. out of the complex core spikes spring forth. prickly and defiant. sculpt a new. more assured structure. emanate in radial patterns. protecting the intricate inner form. they glow hot against the cool surface. jagged with purpose. a warning to predatory beasts. this fortified colony will not be disturbed.


light disintegrates. ticking away. inch by inch. before swallowing energies leave a hopeful glow. sliver reminders that once dreams flourished in this head space. that bobs just above drowning. where unique air grows stale. and motivations shoved aside. a fragment remains. softly whispering forgotten fantasies. while my polka dots bleed into stripes. losing sight of own. and dissolve into others.


a surging gust spreads seeds. feeling. unworthy of the wind’s energy. unsure which emotional parachute to deploy. unable to ignore the anxiety in accommodating fields.┬áthe seedling takes root. in gold capped crops. but sprouts entangled. her wind walking skills undeveloped. dizzy from living. and hiding. simultaneously. balancing on the blade of existence and purpose. where she waits out the wind.


marsh flowers day dream. of waltzing in warm breezes. in endless sun. that lights the path to fantasies that may never come. where passersby linger in their tantalizing fragrance. enchanted by hues of pinks and plums. alluring petals unable to ignore. and pluck them off to exciting unseen shores. leaving for the next weed walker. bundles of eager starry-eyed blossoms dreaming more.


words choked back. clogged. stuffed down by imposing forces. the world demands a brave facade. while the unspoken stormily torments inside. they come surfacing. longing to be heard. to be free. only to be clipped by cupped hands. silenced by ridiculous circumstance. but there may come a chance. a time. when these words can carry out their fight song. 


divergence. a fracture lies ahead. splitting choices into infinite futures. but the thicket blocks these potential connections. one can stall. stand idle with indecision. await the flood of forced decisions. and never know. or step into the viney wonders of entangled chaos that a forest provides. open. full of inquisitive breath. ready to walk a path. discover its possibilities. and live.

World Hide and Seek Champions 2013

the time of year when one gets to try on different faces. princess, ghoul, super hero. imagination the only limiter. a day when it is acceptable to reinvent. to bring out an alter ego. to safely display creativity. or simply indulge in copious amounts of sugar. whimsy reigns. adrenaline spiked with treats. judgement is tossed to the wind. and my nomadic soul is channeling carmen sandiego.


forest fauna have retreated for the season. leaving a barren nest of drab sticks to bundle under. i feel it coming. the days of chapped cheeks. runny noses. and white rain. a chilling breeze frosts my spirit. look towards a taunting glow giving false hope of a warmer horizon haven. it may lay out there. sunny and full of active energy. waiting for my arrival. but for now i hunker down. pull up my collar. and fall into hibernation mode.


options available. one can blend into the background. conform to expectation. another uniform colored facade. or stand out. pop amongst the grey stones that line the world. remake the rules. paint in a one-of-a-kind shade. one can be the vibrant graffiti in a dull landscape. but whichever is chosen today. grey or prismatic. one must be okay with that.

I’ve been discovering impressive murals and graffiti all around the city. Becoming a little obsessed with running down alleyways in hopes of stumbling upon painted wonders. There’s something awe-inducing when rounding a corner and suddenly smacked with an unexpected view of colorful contrast. Here are a few of my favorite finds!

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