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 April 17, 2018, this piece was a epilogue of sorts to the Crescent Collection. This piece has a special place in my heart, and always will. "Then It Grows Dark (Eclipse)" - Recorded 3/18/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Then It Grows Dark (Eclipse)”
"The River Only Runs in One Direction" - Recorded 2/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The river only runs in one direction,from the headwaters in splashing fields with children dirty in the mud,to the streams and runoff which bleed out over the surface of the earth,dripping through fields and over the … Continue reading The River Only Runs in One Direction
"On Love, Longing, Loss, and Love Once More" - Recorded 1/25/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Love Still doWhenYou(re) not youA part not apartPatient withA cool blueOf and forWe not meYou within allAll within You Love As the sky and the sun which Love with their wide and flaming hearts the … Continue reading On Love, Longing, Loss, and Love Once More
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
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 piece, originally published February 20, 2018, was written and published the day after I met one of the most important and incredibly special people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. What started as a chance encounter with one very nervous, yet enthusiastic, girl in the conservatory during a music concert quickly became … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “All That You Are Sure to Be”
"Oh, Window Pane!" - Recorded 1/7/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Oh, Window Pane!My God, my only hope!I would break you from your tether that I might make all my own the trees and the birds which you have captured just for me!In jars and vials, shadow boxes felted and gold … Continue reading Oh, Window Pane!
"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
"That the Rains Might Fall" - Recorded 12/23/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I long for…love. Your love,and to love you just the same. Not merely to receive,neither to give,but to know,to feel,to be a part of, as if immersed in a flowing stream. All I have,all I am,on the altar … Continue reading That the Rains Might Fall
