Beyond the world of discovery that music has been for me, there was always the bigger world, the universe of questions about what we’re a part of, how it works, and how to best fit into the larger whole.

My love of words, a fascination with scientific, philosophical, and spiritual inquiry, and a quiet determination to learn how to be a better human (and a happier man) have led me on a path of shaping my experience, breath by breath, into poems.

Here are some of them.


October 17, 2019

Nothing is always what it appears to be,
and nothing always stays the same.

Let go of certainty, and your eyes will open
to the boundless realm of all that is possible.

the story of my life

September 24, 2019

As I think about the aches and pains
of my daily life as time creeps on,
they form a story of entropy,
which leads inexorably
to the story’s end.

Nothing lasts forever,
and so the story goes,
that one day
there will be a future
that I’m not in.

So I am left with the present,
alive and able to respond
to life’s vicissitudes,
free each day
to remake the story of my life,
choosing anew
what makes it worth living.

This Tangled Tango

September 6, 2019

I grow tired of people
appearing to want things
that I feel obliged to give,
unless I feel inclined
to discount and disparage
what they seem to want.

It’s the sad old dance
of one ego grasping at another,
a tangled tango of attachment,
desire, and fear.

Why is it so hard
to cast off this burden
and stand before another human
free of wanting,
open to the give and take
of spontaneous being?


September 6, 2019

When I open myself up,
sadness sometimes creeps in,
old stories of defeat and regret,
the pain of unmet expectations
lurking always in the background,
the underbelly of my experience.

And then,
when I give my full attention
to what is happening within me,
and around me,
there is this richness,
the immediacy
of all that bathes my senses,
and the sadness drifts away,
like a cloud dispersing,
and I am back
where I belong.

against a dappled sky

August 27, 2019

I am eating a hotdog,
leaning against my car
in the IKEA parking lot,
watching planes land
against a dappled sky.

In this perfect moment,
there is nothing missing,
and everything is enough.

Joy and Suffering

August 19, 2019

There will always
be suffering -
in our own lives,
and in the lives
of others.

The best we can do
is to practice kindness,
and remain open
to the joys
that will also come.


August 18, 2019

It is impossible
to live in the past,
and it is painful
to try.

Living in the present
has always been
the easiest way to be,
and so it always will be.


August 4, 2019

After all these years
of striving for understanding,
I have discovered Nothing,
and that is enough
for me!

What We Are

August 2, 2019

How can we see perfection in a tree,
or in a sunset,
but not in ourselves,
or in each other?

Each one of us
is no less a miracle,
no less an expression
of the sublime.

A tree does not cripple itself
with self-judgement,
or analysis;
it simply is.

Why have we not learned this simple skill:
to accept ourselves for what we are,
as one more expression of the divine,
experiencing its own divinity,
and cherishing the divinity
of everything around us?

In a Foreign Land

July 25, 2019

As I walk this waterfront,
nothing is as it was
when I first came here,
many years ago.

It has become a playground for the rich,
with a few amenities thrown in,
as a gesture, for the rest of us.

I am just a visitor here,
a tourist from the past,
though this is still my own town,
and yet so different
from my memories.

And thus I am reminded
that everything is always changing
and always will change,
whether I want it to or not.

The more I lean into that,
as I stand here, a stranger in a foreign land,
the more vulnerable I begin to feel,
and the more alive.