produced by Jim Paulos.
Additional footage and performances can be viewed at www.withoutflinching.com
Monday, November 7, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
30/30- #1: Good Earth
this month is national poetry and writing month. 30 poems. 30 days. #1
She is all things wind.
Laughs the way one
Does with banjo strings
Tangled in their ribcage,
Good earth stained to
The inside of their gums.
Walked out on church
The first time she saw a
Pastor preach from the pulpit
Instead of the confessional
That was the first time
She knew men could
Rewrite God, it
Would not be the last.
Wonders how to oil
The machine in her.
She has more human in
Her eyes than I have known
In a thousand lifetimes
I have known a thousand lifetimes.
But I only remember a few.
In one
I grew up carving
Love letters into
Stop signs. Ohio
You were so forgiving
In ways my heart
Has yet to learn how to.
We are
Both still learning
How to
Forgive ourselves.
But some days rain is all we have.
Some days life gets far too serious.
Some days we actually
Feel the things we talk about.
She wants to talk about sky
The way it hangs there, looks
So comfortable being present.
Makes me
Comfortable
Being present.
Like my skin is dust.
Doesn’t always
Have to blow.
She is all things wind.
Laughs the way one
Does with banjo strings
Tangled in their ribcage,
Good earth stained to
The inside of their gums.
Walked out on church
The first time she saw a
Pastor preach from the pulpit
Instead of the confessional
That was the first time
She knew men could
Rewrite God, it
Would not be the last.
Wonders how to oil
The machine in her.
She has more human in
Her eyes than I have known
In a thousand lifetimes
I have known a thousand lifetimes.
But I only remember a few.
In one
I grew up carving
Love letters into
Stop signs. Ohio
You were so forgiving
In ways my heart
Has yet to learn how to.
We are
Both still learning
How to
Forgive ourselves.
But some days rain is all we have.
Some days life gets far too serious.
Some days we actually
Feel the things we talk about.
She wants to talk about sky
The way it hangs there, looks
So comfortable being present.
Makes me
Comfortable
Being present.
Like my skin is dust.
Doesn’t always
Have to blow.
Monday, March 21, 2011
On to the next one...
Tonight we got the final slam of the season for LA Brass Knuckles. Tomorrow night is the semis for the LA Da Poetry Lounge 2011 team. Featuring this Thursday at Glassless Minds in Oceanside 7pm (219 North Coast Hwy. oceanside, CA 92054.)
thanks for the love and support!!!
here are some pics from last weeks Bakery Lounge feature


thanks for the love and support!!!
here are some pics from last weeks Bakery Lounge feature


Monday, February 21, 2011
Past, Present, and Future

here's a random picture of me sitting on the face of a mountain.
now onto the serious stuff...
Hey ya'll had a great weekend.
PAST
Saturday I brought the fun at Saddleback Churchs worship conference with poems and a workshop. Some of the 30 or so kids in the workshop shared their poems. Youth cut deep with poems about alcoholic fathers, mourning the loss of a younger brother, and missing their grandpa. Further proof that there is much more going on beneath the surface.
Then last night a benefit show to send a friend to Papua New Ginea. Again, another crazy fun night and got to share the stage with friends in Live Oak Revue and Nicole Vaughn and her lovely band. More exciting than a pinata full of adrenaline.
PRESENT
Tonight Ill be slamming in the semi-finals for the Brass Knuckles national team.
4343 Leimert Park, Los Angeles. Be there by 830pm. $5
FUTURE
Some future feature dates:
March 10: Feature @ The Bakery Lounge in North Hollywood. 8pm I believe
March 24: Feature @ Glassless Minds in Oceanside. 8pm I believe
May 5: Feature @ Elevated in San Diego. Get in line by 830pm, doors @ 9pm
Thats all for now folks. as always, email me at rootedinlove@gmail.com for more info and booking.
Big Love!
Nick
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