"Oh, Window Pane!" - Recorded 1/7/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Oh, Window Pane!My God, my only hope!I would break you from your tether that I might make all my own the trees and the birds which you have captured just for me!In jars and vials, shadow boxes felted and gold … Continue reading Oh, Window Pane!
This poem was written in a very dark part of my life, and during a particularly dark period within that. I am grateful, though, to look back and see that even that, I was able to see the light shining through and remind myself that there is always an end to the storm. "Some Sunset … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Some Sunset Somewhere”
Deep dive to Shallow pool Through and Into the black; Jump right back. "It's just a reflection." …shivers down my spine. All distance: A journey, Yet to be defined. All longing: Absence, Yet to be defined.
Dear Jon, Oh, my sweet, sweet Jon, I hear you have a lady friend; How good for you. Unfortunately, I also hear you like to make women feel As if they are a lesser form of human And that Jon, That is not okay. Dear Jon, Do you have any idea How long the memories … Continue reading Dear Jon (Andy the Creep)
In Tehran, There is no hope, "A living hell" So they say on the TV box and in the pages filled With so many carefully chosen words. This is fine, Really, To be expected. I mean, Tehran is not in the United States, And that is just what happens When you are not in … Continue reading In Tehran
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
At times, we Want so badly for something to believe in That we will believe Anything. At times, we Want nothing more Than for everything to go As it is supposed to, As it should, As we so badly wish it would, But just as often We find That life proceeds In a direction unplanned … Continue reading At Times, We
Black dog wakes up in the morning and looks outside so he can see the sky; He likes to watch the sun rise. But then it's back to sleep, Gone, but for a moment, Lost in dreams until the master cries: "Oh, black dog… rise." Yearning, Dreaming of another; Life it seems Is always passing … Continue reading Black Dog
As we begin another year We must look back At what has already passed As well as ahead Towards what may still come to be Recognizing That though many difficulties have stood in our way We have continued nonetheless. There are so many paths forward And each one of them is filled With pain as … Continue reading May We All Be Blessed
Sit back; Relax. Sometimes That's just what You need When life gets Too rough. Step back; Analyze and Find space to breathe. At the end of the day Some how Some way We all must Take time To unwind. Let go; Leave behind All that Clouds your mind.