How many times have I Prayed for death? For life? I hope God understands my seemingly contradictory appeals... Patiently humming and biding time Until the pendulum swings back again, Or until I see once more that it never moved in the first place, That it was my perception -Based on my limited perspective- Which … Continue reading Until the Pendulum Swings Back Again
The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part IV (What We Do for Love)
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)
I Tried to Play a Song
I tried to play a song today On an antique wooden piano; I must admit, I know now the first thing about how to do so But neither do I really know How to be this mess of flesh and bone we call "human", Yet here I stand still, So I figured I would give it a shot.
Watch the Light
For David Lynch. Thank you for all that you do. WatchThe lightMoveListenTo the soundsThe way they bounceAnd reflectFrom and toThose whoNeed it to seeNeed it to hearWhat was thereAll along. Where does it goWhyAnd what legacy does it leave behind?
Where We Fit In
There is no sky above No Earth below Just space Time Unfolding Collapsing and expanding Flowing through Around Between All of objects and the distance between them Filling Each and every corner Until there is nothing to separate The black from the white The light from the darkness The shadows of night From the glow … Continue reading Where We Fit In
And That is Enough
There are days Where I feel As if I have nothing left Nothing left that is my own Nothing left to hold close Nothing left to give But then I am reminded That even were that true And all that I possess were to fade away I have you Not as a trivial thing to … Continue reading And That is Enough
Truth is Blind
This piece was inspired by the piece By the Light of the Lying Moon, written by Maggie L of the blog The Art of Chewing Crayons. Truth is blind Careless even In the way it staggers about Seeing only what is Rather than What could be Stumbling over Dreams and ambitions Strewn in wake of … Continue reading Truth is Blind
I understand The reluctance The skepticism The fear I know That there are inherent risks That come with Omnipresent technology Speakers and mics In every corner of the Earth But I am also Optimistic Intrigued By the presence of Fresh eyes I am Genuinely excited To see What this new audience Will think Of me … Continue reading Raw Data