https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qAHQK0T7TAk&fbclid=IwAR39p_acW6XN6uhcbBmnc-j7EMdnKwMQg7K3aNtxda9IspjddLIm3FbwpYE Written and performed by Gloria Sun, Michelle Chin, and Joanna Linn. For: an audience of One. Presented at annual Symphony Coffeehouse program at Lion of Judah on April 6, 2019. Photo by Oscar Keys Happy Easter! He is Risen indeed.
so, this must be hunger because after a length of time it became a giddy default after the pain of a clenching stomach migrated to a light-headed mind to mistake emptiness and famine for light and nirvana when it was really just flesh eating flesh. so, this must be hunger because naming a thing gave … Continue reading Poem: So This Is Hunger
Sleep is a place And in it a world as real As reality The journey to Sleep Is a short one Simply crossing a doorway With a single step Insomnia Is the inability to open This portal to sleep Weariness Rushes and invites You in Coming back through Is abrupt or reluctant A noise concerns … Continue reading Original Poem: Sleep is a Place
A desert, barren, devoid of meaning, Stretching on for eternity, Scorching sun sucking souls Of what they were meant to be. No shade, without relief Phantom winds roam the scene Dried air like shriveled minds Of which some refreshment they are keen. For in darkness there is hope A treasure hides in dumps Or like … Continue reading Original Poem: Oasis
I know nothing, of me or the world. I know, and only know, that I know not a thing, not a whit How do I know that in this chair I now sit? Can I prove, am I real? We can guess, support, conclude But your green could be my red And my rock is, … Continue reading Slam Poem: What Do I Know?
Here's one I had written from experience nearly three years ago now. I unearthed this recently and was reminded of how the younger version of myself experienced God, "surprised by joy", as C.S. Lewis would have put it. Oh! How I soared From that sudden energetic burst The earth was far below And I had … Continue reading Original Poem: My Revelation
I. Nausea. You can’t take it Anymore. It starts again and Stops. Just as suddenly Lurching spinal cord forward And back again. Your cosmos Is disorientated. Stars and planets Stopping. And thrown back into motion. Right in the backseat of the car. You currently are living. You currently are in the car. So You currently … Continue reading Original Poem: Automobile
Arise, and shine! You potential
And give to the world what you
As every particle has as much right to
exist as the next
But you, surely you can become
more than a cluster of atoms:
We are more than mountains,
We are life!
Who’s tiny? Asks the universe
Not me! Says infinite
At our final team party, these were the words I spoke.