Parent Child Love

This is an excerpt from the poem: PARENT CHILD LOVE



...Selfishness runs away instincts now heavily press,
To bind that brokenness and heal with each warm caress.
Children bring out in you a side you didn’t know could exist
Suddenly skinned knees in muddy gravel begged to be kissed
A parents life on hold, surprisingly with no resentment in sight
Fighting for your pleasure that no longer seems to be right...

The Stubbed Toe

I have been thinking for the last couple of years of putting a new book together, one that deals with every day obstacles in life that seem to keep us from getting where we want to go. How do we keep going the extra mile after our toes have been stubbed and stepped on? How do we turn our stumbling blocks into stepping stones? That is something I will be exploring, using examples from my own life and ones I've also observed.

Issue 49 of SGVPQ DRUG OF CHOICE

Last month I got another poem published in the San Gabriel Valley Poetry Quarterly, issue 49. This is an excerpt from that poem:

I feel so dangerously close to you,
You are this addict’s drug of choice;
Though my body attempts to shut you out,
It reverberates your smooth voice.
Thoughts of you plague my psyche so much more
Than I’d even like to admit;
I’m ashamed to ask for intervention,
Though I don’t know how else to quit...

Song for Documentary. "Shared Needles"

I've been asked to write some lyrics for a documentary that is about the A.I.D.S. crisis that happened with the children of Romania in the 1990's. I turned in two songs so far which the director said he liked. I have written two more, soon to be turned in. He will pass them on to the producer and if she likes them, they go to the composer. I'll keep you posted.

Here is a little section of one:

Bridge:
I am a fighter of freedom
I now fight for mine and for yours
I do not fight facilities
Or rules; those aren’t my type of wars
I engage in battles to free
People, mostly just from themselves
To pick up the dreams that they have
Abandoned on too high of shelves
I believe in a saving power
That’s much greater than our own Gov.
I use shared needles to inject
And infect everyone with love.

Live Performance Tonight

I'll be performing poetry tonight at 8:15 at a place they call "The Basement" the even is put on by Latch Key Studios, here's the blog for more info: http://latchkeystudios.blogspot.com/ the address is 14506 Ventura Blvd. Sherman Oaks, main cross street is Van Nuys blvd.

Reality Fright Night got Distribution

Just heard the word the Reality Fright Night got distribution. We went back in to do some pick up shots last week...to give it a little more blood as suggested. It was good to embody that character again, if ever so briefly, and get to see the hard working cast and crew again. I will keep you posted when I find out where you can rent it!

Lyrics for Films

I was asked a few months ago to write a creepy little poem that children would sing like a nursery rhyme for a horror film. I wrote 3 different renditions for the writer. I believe they put that project on hold though because I have not heard a thing about it since. Yesterday I received a DVD of a documentary that the creator of wants me to watch to see what lyrics it would inspire. So I will watch it with paper and pen nearby. I know the subject matter is difficult and I hope to do it justice.