Author Archives: stephwithoutborders

About stephwithoutborders

I decided to sell (almost) everything I own and buy a plane ticket to South America. This is all about why and how, and what happens next.

Earth Songs in 3 Parts

Part 1 Parched Earth: I remember when the rains came I used to sit under a covered porch And watch the ground somehow absorb Every drop. I’d wonder where it all would flow How the earth could hold anymore And … Continue reading

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Today I Have Hope

Today I have hope Even though in this small world bombs are flying And fingers are pointing to billions who are easy to blame For the crimes of a few angry men and women Who still choose hate Today, I … Continue reading

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Stephanie Strikes Again and The Power of Choice

When I was around 10 years old I had a major growth spurt. Suddenly I was taller than all the kids in my class, boys and girls. I no longer knew where my body was in space, I was all … Continue reading

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Love is Not Enough

When I was young, I believed that once love came to my life, everything would fall into place. That whatever the trials it brought, whatever the lessons, love alone would be enough to sustain, a sort of glue that would … Continue reading

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Relationships: Evolution through song

The Song: Brandi Carlile, ‘What Can I Say’ The Story, Part 1: You showed up at my studio, half drunk, missing my company. For two years we had been lovers, friends, travel companions. I didn’t listen to your words, instead … Continue reading

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Hunger

I think this poem is my favorite of all that I’ve written.  From last December.  I’ve been saving it, until I realized I don’t know what I’m saving it for.  I hope you enjoy, and would love to hear any … Continue reading

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Screaming Heart

More often than not, when I write poetry, I feel like I can’t really take credit for it. Words come into my head from the ether, and if I happen to have a pen and paper handy they get written … Continue reading

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