Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
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”
Originally published March 18, 2018. "Together but Apart" - Recorded 2/2/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/03/18/together-but-apart/ Together, but apartSo close, but with such great distance between Sometimes, I feel estrangedInhumanLike I was put here only … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Together but Apart”
Originally published March 9, 2018. "One in the Same" - Recorded 1/27/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/03/09/one-in-the-same/ My shadow is a dark projection of selfA continuation of the border betweenThe area adjacent to meWhich is … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “One in the Same”
For you, once more, and forever. đź’™ "A Dirty Sort of Clean" - Recorded 1/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I have seen…A dirty sort of clean…Paradox? Sure.But I'll take it. "Expect the unexpected." I have seen…Water running over, flowing,Spilling out as these words do now…From my mouth and from my … Continue reading A Dirty Sort of Clean
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 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
All the world waits For you Though surely there are times Where it may feel Like it is just beyond your reach A realm unto itself To be observed But not to be interacted with Know this That you are Not alone There is so much that is not understood About this place which we … Continue reading All the World Waits
My body aches And the sound of voices from so long ago echoes in my ears Smiles no longer bearing faces Faces no longer bearing smiles At times I want to crumble To fall back to the earth and in time be swept away by a passing breeze Each and every cell and molecule dispersed … Continue reading Some Sunset Somewhere
Oh, to feel Once more As we did Before To be awash In the mindless bliss of youthful ignorance Unaware The dangers which lurk In every warm embrace and sideways glance Oh, to feel Anything else But this empty echo And a distaste for myself How quickly we grow Numb and cold Distant and alone … Continue reading Oh, To Feel
The voice still echoes A constant reminder Saying over and over "You are never going to be enough" That the cycle cannot and will never end Failure then hope then failure Coalescing every time in disappointment It would be so easy To listen To believe To give in and give up Letting go Falling away … Continue reading Echoes
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