We are as a drop of water Falling through space And time; What And who We interact with along the way Become Both what we experience As well as what we are. We must be kind And caring To all we interact with Showing love and mercy, Being to them As we wish they would … Continue reading We Are As a Drop of Water
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Until the Pendulum Swings Back Again
How many times have I Prayed for death? For life? I hope God understands my seemingly contradictory appeals... Patiently humming and biding time Until the pendulum swings back again, Or until I see once more that it never moved in the first place, That it was my perception -Based on my limited perspective- Which … Continue reading Until the Pendulum Swings Back Again
The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part IV (What We Do for Love)
Why do I even write these days? Why do I try? Why do I try as hard as I do when clearly there are more effective and efficient approaches. Someone has it figured out... Not me. I see so many others who write poems that reach audiences of hundreds or even thousands. I see … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part IV (What We Do for Love)
Have You Ever Known…
Have you ever known A grown man to weep? It is A shameful Natural? Beautiful. Occurrence To witness As well as to experience. Have you ever known An infant to sob late into the night? It is A tragedy Of cosmic (comic?) proportions. Have you ever known A pachyderm to mourn The passing of another, … Continue reading Have You Ever Known…
Watch the Light
Watch The light Move Listen To the sounds The way they bounce And reflect From and to Those who Need it to see Need it to hear What was there All along. Where does it go Why And what legacy does it leave behind?
Life, and the Path It Follows
The Earth is alive Even when it is sleeping Under so many layers Of ice and debris Clinging tightly To the frozen ground As loose debris blows Gently over the layered snow Traveling From place to place Participating In an equation far too complex to be captured within the realm of our understanding An equation … Continue reading Life, and the Path It Follows
To Not Be Filled with Wonder
Inspired by the poem Not to Wonder by Tornadoday. To not be filled with wonder When staring up at the starry skies above When looking out at the great expanse and seeing only light In all directions Moving So fast And yet so slowly As representations of long-dead distant worlds float ceaselessly through empty space … Continue reading To Not Be Filled with Wonder
In the Passing Hours of the Night
Some days I do not want to write I feel I have nothing to say Which must be recorded Nothing to share I seek silence Not a silence born of defeat Nor of melancholy Rather I am aware That the experiences of the day And the memories I have made Are sufficient Captured in the … Continue reading In the Passing Hours of the Night
Every Breath a Step Into the Darkness
Each day that passes We shape ourselves and the world in which we exist All the while Shaped just the same Molded to fit With each new experience a opportunity To learn and grow To discover what it means To be Every breath we take Is a step forward Into a world of shadows Our … Continue reading Every Breath a Step Into the Darkness
Into that Dark, Dark Light
I have been drawn Into that dark, dark light Too many times Too soon I must remember The warmth of the summer sun How it falls so effortlessly On my grateful skin I must remember How very small I really am And how little I have seen Of what remains in store When at last … Continue reading Into that Dark, Dark Light
