Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
The heart cries out,Even,And especially,When the tongue fails. Words cannot sayWhat we feel,Just as our bodies often failTo conveyThe impulses that drive them. At times IWish there was a wayTo give voice toThe pulse that runs beneath. She tells me to draw,Despite objections that I cannot,"With your left hand,"She tells me;"You will stop trying to … Continue reading The Heart Cries Out
Just breathe; Let the cool air fill your lungs To be expelled back Into the aether from which it came Dissolving Into patterns unknown to the human eye But nonetheless present Just breathe; A steady motion A rhythm Driving the pulse within Fueled by Peaceful upheavals and harmonious discord All existing in the same space … Continue reading Just Breathe
Do you still feel it The passion pulse The glow from within Beckoning us closer Drawing our breaths to heated shivers Sending waves of anticipation across our eager skin As wild eyes Search without restraint How I long to hold Your fragile form To breathe deep the fragrance That exudes from deep beneath the surface … Continue reading Passion Pulse
The waves are crashing down once more On the shores of perception Eroding any semblance of certainty Drawing in the doubts Poisoning the waters even further As negativity spreads like a cloud of sediment Leaving only darkness in its wake Casting shadows down into the deepest depths Leaving the world above excluded And just as … Continue reading Why’s Like Waves
How often we fail to perceive Beyond these pale forms Seeing only what we desire Thinking it right Seeking only to prove Rather than to seek proof Believing that what we know Is all that must be known Caring not for truth Preferring self-validation But there is a darkness within me The same as within … Continue reading There is a Darkness Within Me, the Same as Within You
How we used to wait For the light to filter through To indicate The day had arrived And our lives could begin Once more How little thought we gave To the passing of the stars To the motions of the moon To where it wandered During the hours When the sun was high But now … Continue reading From Dusk, To Dawn
The human mind is a beautiful creation So full of life, Surrounded by love, Founded on hope. We persevere Despite overwhelming odds, Existing not here in these simple forms But in a realm of endless possibility. Often, We are so in awe Of the splendors we perceive We begin to think them our own. It … Continue reading The Minds of So Many
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 