All posts by Holly Troy

I'm a rock-n-roller poet who left the Big Apple for the Big Sky Desert where I've been letting it be and grooving with universal love, singing to the gods, dancing with the muses and bicycling with dreamtime messengers. I like altering my reality through imagination, movement, breath, and makin' stuff.

Last Goodbye – Music Monday

Grateful for the "helloes" in this year full of "good-byes". Good-bye might as well be beautiful. Thank you, Jeff Buckley!

Original Goth – Music Monday

Embrace the strangeness of the world – maybe rather than being afraid, we can create something lasting and beautiful.

Ground In Love

Love is constant - just look.

Self-Love, Writing, Fear, and Substance

Marie Forleo and Tim Ferriss get deep.

American Sentence ~ 33 of 108

17 syllables and bonus - Iron Butterfly!

Passing Time – Music (and movement) Monday

shake . . . everything . . . everywhere

The most beautiful thing

Early childhood Latter Day Saints storybook memory and how I learned that God was not a grumpy old man who spied on me from the sky. This piece is featured in Elizabeth Hellstern's interactive creation, the Telepoem Booth. 

How Does Hippie Johnny Do it? – Music Monday

So this phone call today concerns Hippie Johnny He’s always stoned He’s never straight

Devil You Know – Music Monday

Sean Lennon channels the spirit of his father.