Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
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)
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
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
Your eyes Have seen so much Of this world So much joy and beauty As well as more than their share of pain When you look out You perceive You analyze You record Events and experiences Unique to you Often entirely unobserved By anyone else Sometimes simply yours in perspective But always yours nonetheless And … Continue reading A Mirror to the World
