If you like poetry or spoken word then you’ve landed in the right place. Below is a selection of Brian’s poetry and spoken word piece on topics ranging from the nature of reality, to the state of society; from the philosophical to the totally illogical. Grab a cup of tea and settle in to warm up by the fire of your own inspiration.
I open my window to thick heavy air That feels like cement dust, or ashes, or cotton It’s clumpy and sticks to …
I am painting rivers with my toenails so I stand in dry rock beds smearing life back into crevasses that crack and …
Does there even exist for me a person with whom to share a deep mutual respect and understanding encapsulated by a fevered …
A hot dog with just a little bit of mustard color sprayed the sky in gusts and flailing fire “do you have …
I I bash myself in the kneecaps daily with a shiny steel hammer I am in love with one who does not …
Its hard moving bricks one at a time. Bending over with aches in my back and callouses on my hands I am …
*Written in Gasworks Park in Seattle. The rule was that the phrase “coffee beans spilling noisily” had to be someplace in the …
This poem was written in a botanical garden in Ghana, West Africa. The challenge from a friend was to use the phrase …
Skipping through fields I dance with the sun Or she dances with me… I don’t know which, and who cares about that? …
The trees breathe on the streets And the streetlamps burning gold In frosty shadows Distant cats brawl And glass bottles break Loud …
Welcome to your monthly collection of raw spoken word, philosophical reflections, and essays exploring creativity, healing, and how to live well in an increasingly complex world.
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