Where is that gray haired man?
This city, shrouded in clouds, flanked by roof-top forests, overgrown with fatina and the like. Silver slips of harbor beckon you to come...
Philosophical talks between friends is more than stimulating, it can be healing and inspiring. Often I find myself too deep in my head for my own good, and it is a conversation with a good friend that can usually bring me out of my well-guarded shell and back into the reality of life. I cherish... Continue Reading →
“What is this feeling of love, life, freedom, exploration, beauty? I feel it all in one breath. In one sound of his voice.” Photo by Sandy Hibbard at Lensqueen.com Amsterdam Hotel
There is something in the music that acts like a conduit - carrying memory to feeling to desire on every note. A powerful thing...
No one’s coming for me while I sleep - No need to fear my own reason - Or keep my mind in check - There is no one reading it . . .
The horrific sins that are perpetrated against the innocent that destroy, corrupt and kill under the guise of religion, god or piety is what inspired this writing... I know it's heavy, but I believe the subject to be universal enough to open a path of love to all that can bring healing. Love & peace...... Continue Reading →
A couple of haikus to celebrate the simple beauty of today and the love you are able to feel in your heart. XOXO Sandy Starlight paints her eyes Ribbons of gold in her hair Love is everywhere * * * * * Starlight paints your eyes Lips like roses tastes like wine Love is... Continue Reading →
Click on the audio link for spoken word poetry with Sandy. RaccOOn eYES I don’t know whether to miss you or let you go you can be so damn cold words confess your love its what our hearts seem to know but time and distance creep in and the doubt begins to grow when... Continue Reading →
“Let’s always BE LOVE to each other, no matter what happens” ~ me The world has gone mad pain is every where you look let’s always be love This long weekend was quiet for me, contemplative, introspective, wondering, musing....filling up that creative part that sometimes gets empty. The result? Just more awareness and brevity! As... Continue Reading →
Click on the audio link below for the spoken word poetry by Sandy. Recollections Midnight lights dimmed across the eclectic apartment filled with colorful objects unnecessary things square pictures 4 by 4 line the edges of her mirrored door . . . framing her stories but his image is not there the... Continue Reading →
Here is a piece I wrote recently NOT under the influence of drugs or alcohol, but under the spell of the letter "M" and dreams, the crazy, insane world that can live in only our own heads. Think a little MacBeth or Shakespeare when you read or listen to this and try to find your... Continue Reading →