Writing putting in words just a substitute for blowing notes on a sax spontaneously and purely.

Jotting it down takes time

Every breath I take is a miracle

If you want to know what it is like to feel alive, shoot some class five rapids in the freezing rain!

My passion is ...

Improvising

I know too much about ...

Personal struggles

My parents always told me ...

Be safe

My childhood ambition ...

To be a Rock Star!

My favorite memory ...

Sitting in the middle of the masses at the original Woodstock Music Festival (1969)

Why I write ...

Because it is cathartic and redemptive

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

I am reading the Paris Review and Book of the Dead

My first job ...

Paper Route

My best moment ...

Meditating on the ocean

My inspiration ...

My family

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Coffee

16 of 76

CoffeeI drink it blackdepending on the time of dayI might add cream and sugaror ask for an espressomochachinocoffeebeanothe deep heat of this mysterious dark liquidseeps through the sides of my cupflowing through my handsdirect to my brainstemtriggering my imaginationlaunching my senses to the moonjust as I was growing weary of the density Kafka and Dostoevsky a jolt to the nervous systemkicks me back into gearnow I can write again ...the words and phrases stream endlesslyas if an ice cold mountain streambobbing and weaving around granite rockskinetic simulationI ping the side of the rimwat...

More..

Rating:

Donated to charity: $0.32