Posted in Art, Collaborations, Words of Wisdom

“Treyes” Art+Poetry Collaboration with Oloriel


01_treyesTreyes: A fusion between the words “eyes” and “trees.” “Reyes” means “royalty” or “king” in Spanish.

Abstract artwork (originally entitled “Anything”) by Oloriel. Follow her lovely poetry and art-infused blog if you haven’t done so already:

Poetry by yours truly. But I have to give Oloriel credit for that as well. This piece was only made possible because of this muse in mixed media art form. Thank you!

More collaborations to come! 😀


Posted in My Musings, Words of Wisdom

Actually, I can… 💪😀 #mondaymotivation

I’ve gotten a lot of naysaying “you can’ts” throughout my life, so this shirt seemed very appropriate.

Naysayers really don’t deserve your time of day. But maybe we can have compassion for them, as strange as that may sound. Maybe, just maybe these people have given up on themselves and feel the need to self-project their self-imposed limitations onto you. Chances are they don’t mean that YOU can’t do this or that, they simply believe THEY can’t do what you’re aspiring to do. They may actually think they’re giving you great advice and a “much-needed” reality check.

Perhaps some people are malicious and want to see you fail, but I’ll take a leap of faith and trust that most of these individuals are well-meaning and simply misguided. ❤

Actually, I can. Actually, you can!

Posted in Spiritual Poetry, Words of Wisdom

Poems Are More Than Words

Sometimes, I don’t write in words.
I write in gazes; in vibrations;
in simple moments of childlike elation.

We’re all poets, but know this:
No pens or pencils could write our life stories.
No metaphor can adorn your journey
like a soul collision between bodies miles apart.
No simile can unleash the kind of smile you get when
you stumble upon a loved one you haven’t seen in a while.

One look can write a thousand poems instantaneously.
But don’t mistake looks for appearances
or what you see with the eyes.


You’re a cosmic poet, meant to flow with it all.
The ebbs and flows; highs and lows.
Within, with-out—all around.

This isn’t my poem. It’s only a poem when I stop
using words and meditate on the infinity
that permeates our bones;
the very fabric of all realities;
The One Soul.

Eva PoeteX © 2016

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