Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
in the colors that I choose – Recorded 03/22/2023 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them in the colors that I choose;that I might hold close and in embrace find,not only You, but Me, as well,hope,arising from and grounded in,but extending beyondthe moment,or whatever that might mean. mu, something like an inner shiver,tendons and … Continue reading in the colors that I choose
It was here that we learned to love;not the kind of love that brings a blush to the cheeks,no, not the kind of love which is all too often confused with the lust that leads to hasty marriage that leads to depression that leads to divorce,but the kind of love that is formed of the … Continue reading Here, Where the Hollyhock Once Grew Tall
We have seen love, Time and time again, Grow tall from / cast shadows on Soil (de)composed of, Remnant desire long grown cold, Ready to be transformed to Roots / Branches / Leaves Vessels for Blossoming symbol of hope for Something akin to Ephemeral passion. We extend on trembling palm Renewed red rose -unprotected- To … Continue reading We Have Seen Love Wither and Die
Where once the salamanders Came to crawl and make their beds Along the flowers beneath the windows perched On cool summer nights Soon to be plucked and carefully set upon The dewy grass. Now there are but biting beetles, Buckthorn trees that shout loudly like used car salesmen when they see an easy mark, Dried … Continue reading Where Once the Salamanders
I paused Ever so slightly today, As my feet passed between shadows and sunlight streaming down… Warm and… It has been so long Since I have felt the glow on my face. My spirit ran free last night. I opened my mouth wide And set loose from between my teeth, Not quite words, Not quite … Continue reading I Paused Ever So Slightly Today
Every one of us deserves to be loved Not by a stranger But by someone we have known all our lives And simply have not met We deserve the embrace Of arms swung wide Gates to a world where we belong At the center Where we are seen Not as another face Or a frame … Continue reading An Integral Part of the Beautiful Whole
You are far from where I am But you are still with me Your scent is carried On the apparel you sent Which wraps itself around my frame Just the same as your loving arms Holding tight In warm embrace During such a cold day An ally against Chattering teeth and Shivering appendages A reminder … Continue reading In Your Absence
Oh, morning riser; driver of the dawn! Let your laughter fill the air you breathe, Let it spill out from the depths of your chest, from the very pit of your very soul! All the others may stare and wonder; "What will they think?" At least they are doing so! You are not idle, in … Continue reading This is Your Day
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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