Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
This piece was written in collaboration with Dilara, a good friend from Russia who is one of many wonderful people I have met on Ablo over the course of the last several years. Dilara, you are a wonderful friend, and an inspiration, both in terms of life and writing. I am so grateful that we … Continue reading Обнять (To Embrace)
Originally published March 30, 2018, this piece is a song of longing, with patience the melody. Still I wait, and still my hope remains alive. 💙🌕 "I Will Wait" - Recorded 2/13/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “I Will Wait”
"I Sat and Looked at the Moon" - Recorded 1/6/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I sat and looked at the moon, covered in a shroud of wispy clouds.As I sat and looked at the moon, I thought of you.I thought of you, and how maybe you also sat today and … Continue reading I Sat and Looked at the Moon
Todays daily piece is not really new, but rather, a necessary return to roots. This was the first of my poems that was ever published, receiving second place in a free-verse poetry contest at my university in 2012 and with it, a spot in the literary journal called Prometheus (along with another of my poems … Continue reading Intrinsic Desire
Last night, I dreamt Of someone who loved me, Someone who Wanted me To be something, To be anything More To them But then you, Yes, you Told them To go home Yes, you told them to "go home", You said this wasn't their home And they were welcome no more, Whether you meant it, … Continue reading I Dreamt Last Night of Someone Who Wanted to Send My Love Away
I will... Never / be the same person who used to rise at 5:30am every morning / ready within 15 minutes / on my bicycle in –15 degree weather / no gloves and a smile on my face / sun shining down / Greet each morning / embrace the new day / maybe on a … Continue reading I Will / Never / Forget
Why do I even write these days? Why do I try? Why do I try as hard as I do when clearly there are more effective and efficient approaches. Someone has it figured out... Not me. I see so many others who write poems that reach audiences of hundreds or even thousands. I see … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part IV (What We Do for Love)
Where once the salamanders Came to crawl and make their beds Along the flowers beneath the windows perched On cool summer nights Soon to be plucked and carefully set upon The dewy grass. Now there are but biting beetles, Buckthorn trees that shout loudly like used car salesmen when they see an easy mark, Dried … Continue reading Where Once the Salamanders
The world turns Faster At times Than we might like it to Exposing as it does The fragility of our lives As we grow And age And one day fall back to the soil once more
The dying sun Casts the city skyline into a crimson hue And for a moment Everything else fades away And I am left searching for my lungs Searching for the feeling I know is there But cannot quite place into words A sentimental sort of glow That makes its way through my body From my … Continue reading An Elusive Clarity
