Portraits of Resilience (made from several different copies of People magazine)

Portraits of Resilience

My idea of paradise is

to wake up and

say 'I love you'

To join you

Holy Ghost Girl

So we could be at one.

I don't give up.

I remember

YOU

everywhere I go.

Together! (made from Unified Society's pamphlets on Mutual Responsibility from Occupy Wall Street; picture from Bao's takeout menu)

Together!

 An exchange of words,

and smiles,

which draws you closer

and closer,

until you begin to feel

strangers who suddenly

feel like home.

We find ourselves in eachother

We become one common body.

nothing but unity

the only thing we need is connection.

together we learn how to fly,

together in thought and in heart.

colorful, strange, and beautiful

hand in hand

together

no one will rule over us.

Chance (digital collage from NYtimes.com)

(created from http://carpetbagger.blogs.nytimes.com/2012/01/23/thomas-langmann-the-man-who-took-a-chance-on-the-artist/?ref=arts)

Chance

I guess I was dreaming

about passion, love

everything.

Everything at the same time.

I saw the light

I was so afraid.

I started at the bottom

Someone asked me to move to the other side.

I needed a miracle.

It's silent

It's beautiful.

All the weakness of this life

Became strength

Passion, love,

everything.

Everything came

from this

miracle.

The Painted Dolls On The Move (made from the children's book "The Big Book Of Indians" by Sydney E. Fletcher)

The Painted Dolls On The Move

Young children prove fearless

They were dusty stars,

A band of warriors

massacred.

Their very existence

was considered

the greatest gift.

The warriors returned

Running from evil spirits.

Dance as memorials to the dead.

Dance the War Dance.

Tragic Crash (made from an article from The Putnam County Courier, the local paper)

Recently, I was in a car accident, which I'm still both emotionally and physically recovering from.  On August 11, 2011, I lost my best friend in this accident. I created this poem in the hospital, using an article from our local paper on the accident and her death. This poem is for you, Caitlyn.

Tragic Crash



A horrible accident,

Massive injuries

The vehicle rolled.

Lost control

We drifted into a ditch.

unresponsive,

not breathing.

The young woman

Wonderful, caring,

her short time

rushed.

She was pronounced dead.

We are heartbroken mourners.

Caitlyn was laid to rest

and I love her like she is returning home.

GO BRA-LESS (made from bumper stickers)

GO BRA-LESS

Happy wife

Happy life

Skinny woman

Pull the wrinkles from your face!

Soccer mom

Not to worry...

Your daughter is in good hands!

But shut the bitch up.

Help

I live in my own world

Inside of me

Trying to get out

But it's ok...

Who says I have to be normal?

Brave Boy (New York Post)

Brave Boy

Play nice, kids.

The big bad boy

The tragic boy

Head to head

Fight for life

One day

the long road may end.

The ultimate sexual experience

Show me

How your tree bears fruit.

Sex on demand.

He's a traveling time bomb

One day turning into tragedy.

His peace has come.