Only one way to learn, and it doesn’t mean looking backwards. Eyes up, and face forward. All the fear and all the glory. “Are you worried about being cancelled? Having your statues toppled, and face smashed off the temple?” No. The world erases us all. It’s in its nature. I’m a short timer. I … Continue reading Short Timer
Author: hokusgrey
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This is the home of Hokus Grey - Living Poetry, the window into my thoughts, my heart and my soul. This blog is a vehicle for sharing the world, as experienced through the filter of my life, my love, my experiences.
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- David J. Roussel
ReBlog Wednesday – “Wildfire Season”
https://hokusgrey.com/2019/06/02/3757/ The past is a funny thing. It’s the present, but it’s also the future. One of the reasons I’ve been writing one complete piece of poetry every day for the last seven years, is as a chronicle of my thoughts and my life. Today I stumbled up on “Wildfire Season”. A piece written in … Continue reading ReBlog Wednesday – “Wildfire Season”
Mental Health Monday – 05.15.23
#mentalhealthmonday#mentalhealthawareness The Hidden War. There are battles we fight only with ourselves.Some of us know we're at war.Some wonder why they can't get their heads right, unaware of the nature of their inner struggle.Sometimes, it's the voice insidetelling us that we're not good enough.We're "Too fat.""Too dumb.""Too ugly.""Too poor.""Too weak." to live the way we … Continue reading Mental Health Monday – 05.15.23
Albatross
You’re gonna hear me cry, in the morning as the sun lights the horizon. I’m heading out and I’m never turning back. This time it’s a one-way ride. Out past the beaches, past the tides, to where the water turns from blue to black. I’m gonna go out like an albatross fishing where there … Continue reading Albatross
Prairie Fire
. Rolling clouds and thunder pass. Miles away, and miles high. Parched ground begging for rain. Wildfires cough grey smoke up into the horizon. Scent of a dry spring. Things green up slow, and even the insects find hard purchase. This is an angry season. Most folks just smile. Fire evacuees fill up the local … Continue reading Prairie Fire
Saving Others
Prisoner. Locked in. Always more out there than you imagine. Not strong. Not fair. Stepping out past the line where you are aware. Some days I know it gets harder to make all the machines go. Slipping that stranglehold gets harder the longer you stay in it. The world gets darker by the minute. … Continue reading Saving Others
Monsters in Daylight
I remember when I stopped. trying to escape the sunlight. Used to live under the stars and watch the moon traverse her way across Heaven. I used to tell myself that the cold anonymity of the dark was “freedom,” but in truth, I was convinced I was a monster, and I lived in fear. … Continue reading Monsters in Daylight
Slow
What is more? Are you growing out of bounds? Pushing past your limitations now? Have you finally come down? Resting your feet on solid ground. There were times I loved to watch you run. Take off like a bullet from a gun. Strange how you amazed everyone, but never quite had your time in … Continue reading Slow
Getting There
You know, it’s all about taking small steps. You know, you can’t run if you can’t walk. you know, if it’s worth doing, it ain’t easy. You know, you’ll learn more by listening, than if you talk. That doesn’t mean that we won’t get frustrated, wish the world would celebrate us for doing all … Continue reading Getting There
Traveller Through Time
Deliberate movements of your body, of the world. Meditations used to soothe, break free of expectations. There is something more to this, not just a playground in its station. Not just a series of events, ending in a mortuary. Flow through the motions you were taught, until you reach a new thing. Keep curious … Continue reading Traveller Through Time
Reading – “Thursday at The Office”
Reading, "Thursday at The Office" from my collection, "Children of The New Unknown" https://youtu.be/T8M3rw-5Wsk Thank you for watching! Be safe. Be well Much Love! -DJR
Mental Health Monday – 05.08.23
#mentalhealthmonday#mentalhealthawareness How do we do the impossible?How do we make our dreams a reality? Well, we can't quit. We have to keep going. Often, the breakthrough comes when we don't expect it to. We have to keep trying to get it right, learning along the way, until it works. For centuries, human beings yearned to … Continue reading Mental Health Monday – 05.08.23
05.07.23
Straighten up. Feel the worry wash away. This is fire. This is water. This is air. Earth under us, but only sky above. Blue of a million hues, breaking kaleidoscopic. No integer inferred, there is no measurement, meant for this equation. Only you, as you were, plus who you will be. Divide the path … Continue reading 05.07.23
Reading – “Love in a Physical Universe”
A reading of "Love in a Physical Universe" from my collection, "Children of the New Unknown." I hope you enjoy it. https://youtu.be/Y-kj08EJMqk
Liminality
Deliberate movements of your body, of the world. Meditations used to soothe, break free of expectations. There is something more to this, not just a playground in its station. Not just a series of occurrences, ending in a mortuary. Flow though the motions you were taught, until you reach a new thing. Keep curious … Continue reading Liminality
Kicking Rocks
We kick rocks down a long, straight gravel road that leads nowhere. A strange, “in-between” place that won’t show up on anybody’s map. We’ve walked about a mile, just talking about nothing. Flies buzz around us, and the ditches on either side of the road blossom with huge swarms of mosquitos. Every so often, … Continue reading Kicking Rocks
In The Earthquake Zone
Shake the static off your blurred edges. I can feel along your sketches, that skin, the yellow chaos inside you. Compliment your face, all “X’d out” eyes and brilliant grin, faded brains, but I can’t say I blame you. Your foundations were built on slick delta mud, confused by construction that outpaced your tired … Continue reading In The Earthquake Zone
Beautiful
Beautiful. Under the clouds of your sadness, under the smoke of your fire, under the scars of your skin. Beautiful, is not what happens to you, but who you are when the day finds you, when light hits the eye, to reveal you, when stars burn out, and darkness covers you. Beautiful. Not something … Continue reading Beautiful
Touching Our Potential
Cheating in, one foot at a time. Changing angles, gaining a new line of sight. This isn’t what it was even just a little while ago. These walls that once protected us, then confined us, now lay on their sides as paved roads. It’s so hard to know just what it is we’re hearing. … Continue reading Touching Our Potential
04.30.23
Lay me down, just for a moment. I want to feel the dirt beneath me. Touch the dust that brought me up this far. Nurtured me when I was growing scars where I had come apart. Sensing a subtle change in the air, not only one new vector. Strange. I recognize this place, though … Continue reading 04.30.23