Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Today, I was nominated for a Liebster award by fellow blogger, Sonali, of the blog Just Me (https://justmecompany.wordpress.com/) Thank you very much to Sonali. Below is my response to this nomination. About Sonali and Just Me According to Sonali's About Me (https://justmecompany.wordpress.com/about-me/): Hello beautiful people, I’m Sonali, the author of Just me. I’m an 18 year old from … Continue reading 2020 Liebster Nomination (Sonali)
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
the butterfly must lament, even if briefly, the loss of the cocoon, mourning departure from familiar home. unaware its new form, yet undefined, a shape emerges from cracked and peeling shell, losing as it does the smell of safety, tight pressure against aching limbs, eyes wet with dew and tears for what is no more… … Continue reading a winged lament
We have seen love, Time and time again, Grow tall from / cast shadows on Soil (de)composed of, Remnant desire long grown cold, Ready to be transformed to Roots / Branches / Leaves Vessels for Blossoming symbol of hope for Something akin to Ephemeral passion. We extend on trembling palm Renewed red rose -unprotected- To … Continue reading We Have Seen Love Wither and Die
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)
Do we not all exist As figures in a grand portrait Captured Each second In a cosmic still-life Our lives existing Within As well as between Each vibration Each motion Each advancement of the scene? We are all here Together Huddled On an improbable And utterly awesome Sphere of space debris That is spinning through … Continue reading Each With Their Own Story to Tell
From smashing rocks To smashing atoms; The human learns: Wonder Is a doorway To understanding, And understanding Is a world of open doors.
My dear, Do you not understand, Your value is inherent; There is nothing can define your worth, In your heart it is apparent. The way you smile, The way you laugh, The way you view the world around you Each little thing that makes you "you" Makes me so glad I've found you. I care … Continue reading You.
We were born So long ago Forged into being Made to be Something From nothing A vast expanse From an empty void Spinning outward Driving onward Until We are nothing Once more
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