Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Part One: An Expression of Self (Home 1) "A Place to Call My Own (Home 2)" - Recorded 9/25/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Skin clings to bone likeHome:A place to call my own,A foreign word,In a near-forgotten phrase,I have not known inOh, so many ways,Distant now inTime and space,A remnant … Continue reading A Place to Call My Own (Home 2)
Part Two: A Place to Call My Own (Home 2) "An Expression of Self (Home 1)" - Recorded 9/25/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them An expression ofSelfNot always pretty lines and floral printNot alwaysGreen grass and candles, lit Dark mass on dirt earth, feetThe smell of piss/sweat/breath/ taste meSalt and bits … Continue reading An Expression of Self (Home 1)
For Lucy, and for the turning of the soil. "In Absence of" - Recorded 9/21/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them …and just like that, the glorious pink and purple flourishes fade,as "sunset" becomes greyscale clouds on an ever-darker horizon. We walk next door,to the supermarket that smells of bleach, medicine, and … Continue reading In Absence of
"Not to Die Alone" - Recorded 9/19/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them As I climbed into my bed the other night,I found in the sheets a wasp at the end of its life. The insect seemed to me confused,desperate for answers as to why it's body had begun to fail after … Continue reading Not to Die Alone
For you, now. "In the Leaves" - Recorded 9/16/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them what lieshiddenin the leaves,behind minutes, hours,in time,hopes and dreams,ours,is and was,still could/may nevercome to be,yet to be seenby eyesblue and green,yours and mine,us and weknow one thing:I still love you,just as I know youstill love me,always will,and … Continue reading In the Leaves
I have been told I am like a bird, collecting stones and shiny objects for those I love. I wonder... is there someone, or something, with a penchant to do the same with lives? "glimmer" - Recorded 9/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them no resentment towards the sunfor the shadows castrathergratitude … Continue reading glimmer
Originally published April 18, 2018, this poem was inspired by a prolific author I had really come to admire and appreciate, Maggie Lawson (see more details below in the original post). "So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment" - Recorded 3/29/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment”
For Mo Mo, in Indonesia. "A Flower, In a City I Have Never Seen" - Recorded 3/29/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them A flowerIn a city I have never seenIs no less a flowerThan those in my own backyardAre no less flowersThan the finest roses in the most prestigious of gardens … Continue reading A Flower, In a City I Have Never Seen
Originally published April 16, 2018, this piece was the second in a three-part series of poems from my first "collection", the "Crescent Collection". This piece was a look back along the the curve of change. "The Unparsed Past (Right Crescent)" - Recorded 3/12/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “The Unparsed Past (Right Crescent)”
For you, as always. "I Have Slept Through Sunny Days" - Recorded 3/5/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I have slept through sunny days.I have drawn to my lungs foul, acrid smoke with toxins ready to slow my system to a crawl on days when the fresh air was readily available.I … Continue reading I Have Slept Through Sunny Days
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