New Poem: Can’t be Capt’n save’em-all

Can’t be Capt’n save’em-all,

if they don’t want to be saved,

serving a dark side that just keeps them,

from seeing the light and hand.


“I’ma goin’ this way,

down the dark stairs,”

they say ignorin’ or fightin’ those

that try to save them each day.


Can’t be Capt’n Save’em-all

if folks are blind to each other’s plight,

they’d rather call it drama,

and totally watch or ignore the fight.


We’d rather bullshit and blame,

turn a blind eye or film on our iPhones,

not trying to intervene,

in saving something or someone.


Can’t be Capt’n save’em-all,

if I can’t be saved myself,

even superheroes need a hand,

They can’t always fight the good fight alone.


Just ask Batman about his Robin,

Xena about her Gabrielle,

takes a two or a village,

to save’em all.


Can’t be Capt’n save’em-all,

if there is nothing to be saved,

darkness falls and people are tired,

letting slip what might have been.


Hands slip,

people weaken,

heroes tire,

couldn’t save’em-all.

©KDM 2014

Censorship in Schools?

It’s banned book week and we are celebrating those books that for one reason or another, end up on that list. Look at Harry Potter for example. It supposedly was one of the most banned in America. Why? Various reasons like some thinking it promoted witchcraft, some thought it promoted supernatural violence. Another book that is on the banned list,  The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian, has been rattling cages and was a part of a ban in Dallas that has since, been overturned.
Recently though, a bigger type of ban/censorship has come about and after reading why? All one can do is shake their heads and wonder why are we doing this to our children? Why are we narrowing what views our children have of the world?
The censorship I am talking about is happening with the Jefferson County Schools in Colorado. They claim it is to keep the curriculum in line with academic standards but… what they say in the real proposal? Different story! My friends at ENMU Houndbytes has more on the story.

Buddha’s Adventures and Santa Fe Fashion Week

Insanity was flying as the whole weekend had lots of crazy. Let’s start from Thursday where the lovely book Buddha’s Adventures was published. Buddha from the Bears Not Bombs post, got his own book! Check out Google Play, iTunes, Blurb (PDF) or Amazon and grab yours today!

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Saturday… Santa Fe Fashion Week

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Designers Orlando Dugi, Dean Cheek (Coal Miner’s Daughter), Shane R. Hendren, Holly Stults, Sleep Never, Revolution Couture and many more showed their work at Fashion Week. All put on fabulous shows. There was jewelry, swimsuits, lingerie, high-end couture, business wear and much more featured. The models were trained by Model Movement owner Sandy Vautherot. The models came from Los Angeles, Los Crucas, El Paso,  Albuquerque and Santa Fe. They also had their hair and makeup done by Toni & Guy in Albuquerque. It was an exciting evening of color and design.

Check out Santa Fe Fashion Week to find out more.

Thanks for reading! Take care!

The Crazy Creative aka Mental Marathon all the Time

A series of FB posts from one day…
“If one’s work is supposed to speak for itself, the question that comes is… is one’s work loud enough?
Does the work speak volumes to who you are as an artist, a photographer, a literary person (of any form), a broadcaster, or what you pride yourself in doing?
For me, I am wondering… is my work speaking at all or is it drowning in the sea of so many? If so, I better throw that life preserver out to it and give it a damn horn!”

“Bloody hell… my mind is running a super fast Ironman Triathlon and it just will not freakin’ stop. I got so many location ideas for photos and poem ideas. Flashlights, mountains, rivers, pain, anger, joy… the super fast not ending no damn time soon Ironman is being run in my head.”

“I got ten tons of thoughts running through my head. Maybe I am crazy? Maybe I just have too many ideas? Maybe I have too much desire and drive? Maybe… Maybe… Maybe…”

I wrote these as my crazy day (and even crazier mind) went on. When I read them now, I end up with even more questions than answers.

To calm the mind… I did an impromptu photo session. Check it out on Instagram. The things you can do with flashlights and the Hipstamatic apps, I tell ya! It calmed me somewhat but I still saw that my mind was running the marathon. I still had questions, potential answers and ideas about stuff.

All of this made me wonder, how many more creatives out there are like this? How many of us tell people this…


What kind of ideas and questions do these people have? Where does the inspiration come from? Is it joyous or painful? Do they have an idea as to how their creativity came about? Sometimes I debate whether it is cultured in their environment, God (or whoever you believe in) given or a mix of both? What do they create? Do they share those works? Do they feel like they have a constant mental marathon? Do they have crippling self doubt?
The questions go on from there and get deeper!

It’s a lot going on and I just wonder… how do we calm our minds yet create what we do? I feel like I am going crazy because of the constant marathon, but at the same time, I am afraid that it may leave me some day. What about you? Do you feel that way? Do you feel like your creative will go away?

Today is a lot of questions and few, if any, answers. Let me know what you all think! Thanks for reading! Much love and peace to you all!

Taking the crazy road… Indiegogo is my friend.

Sometimes when you want to take something and make it big, you’ll find yourself looking at every option possible to do it. I’m taking that crazy road right now. I am working on my final degree requirement for grad school. It’s about how the colors and composition of an image speaks more about the image than the subject itself. This is the rough definition of visual rhetoric. I’m looking at how the lenses, films and flashes of Hipstamatic influences the image more than the subject.

Sure I could have just done a simple book and called it a day, but that is not my style. I want to bring these images to life and hope that they bring color to the world. So, I am using Indiegogo to fund the image printing. You can check out to read all about it.

Here are three of the images that will be in the show.

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I have my supporters and my critics. It’s good to have both because they will keep you balanced if you take on what they are saying objectively. I keep both perspectives in mind and at the same time, keep myself focuses on what is at stake. What is at stake is one, the funds that will hep various groups. Two, the pieces that will help bring smiles to those who see them and three… I’ll finally graduate!

I’m taking the crazy road and that is fine! You take your crazy road and keep going! Check out and show some love!!!

Thank you for reading. Much peace and love to you all. God bless!

Failure is Good


This is a great piece that can help us grow if we feel it.

Originally posted on In Flow:


Failure is inevitably linked with art – and life for that matter. Well, it’s also linked to success if you think about it. To put it a little harshly; if we don’t experience failures it’s because we don’t live – or we don’t create, when talking about arts. And if we don’t dare to make failure we will never succeed, either.

Life and art is about jumping from an airplane without knowing how a parachute really works, but hoping it will. It’s about taking chances, knowing that often they won’t lead to anything – or at «worst» to failure. I use brackets because failures aren’t necessarily bad. On the contrary; you can use them as stepping stones to learn more, to become better next time, to evolve, to grow. In my post Weakness as Potential Strength I wrote: By figuring out where our weaknesses lie, we can take steps to…

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New Poem- Living Colour

New poem for y’all! Please enjoy… Living Colour.

Living Colour

If living my life means living to your comfort,
Let me pass now with dignity.
Let me die with a smile knowing I was true,
That I lived a life fulfilled.
I don’t want to live in your box,
I want to live in the stratosphere!
I don’t want to be looked past,
Because you don’t get my eccentric blast.
I want to live in colour and contrast,
I don’t want to live to just black; white and grey,
Conditioned to seeing my rainbow as a negative.
I want all pigments to blare bright and unapologetic,
Having more than the visible rainbow,
My prism spreading colourful light all around.
Let me live my life in full colour,
Visible and heard by all!
© 2014 KDM
Thank you so much! Have a great day! Much love and peace!