Flowers in the Snow

For you; yes, you. For us. For what comes next. "Flowers in the Snow" - Recorded 1/10/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Broke crust; boot to Earth.In winter's step, new to grow.Descend to(o), sanctum deep.Observe: bones,Picked clean, long ago.Mid-day, sun gleam.Bright light, dark though. Bow now.Lit, torch.Cast toWhite glow. New ground.New … Continue reading Flowers in the Snow

those clouds which were on the horizon

"those clouds which were on the horizon" - Recorded 1/4/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them those clouds which were on the horizon…how they inspired fear in your heart! "surely" you thought "what was once a sunny day will shortly be no longer so"and how soon this proved to beas the shadows … Continue reading those clouds which were on the horizon

Lucid Moments

"Lucid Moments" - Recorded 1/1/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them There are times whereI hear,I see,Better than others,Where the cacophony of lightAnd noiseFades and melts away,Leaving room forThe quiet and otherwise hiddenWhispers and colors,Like the seconds betweenThe minutes on the clock,To rise and be perceivedNo longer less than,But equal to,Bringing with … Continue reading Lucid Moments

Poetry Reading – “The Light of a Good Day”

This was a very early piece I wrote, an optimistic perspective during another time of severe depression. It is still quite meaningful to me today; it is actually quite validating to read these words and see the progress I have made towards some of the goals I set for myself. I am very grateful to … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “The Light of a Good Day”

Poetry Reading – “Some Sunset Somewhere”

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”

Pull the Shades Down Low, My Love

Pull the shades down low, my loveOh, my love…My love which lies,Which lies, within,Without me, at times…A heart which beats as my own,A heart which beats as if my own,But set to a different tune… Pull the shades down low,Down low to the windowsill,Pull them low, that they might not see,That they might not see … Continue reading Pull the Shades Down Low, My Love