Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
The seventh in a set of NINE. All NINE pieces can be found at https://objectsanddistance.com/tag/manybecomingonebecomingmanycollection/ Artwork generated by CrAIyon (formerly DALL-E mini). "There is a Sun" - Recorded 07/21/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them There is a sunWarmthBare skin beneath IFall to kneesGrateful YetCloudsRain and thunderstormsStreaks on the glass between There is a … Continue reading There is a Sun
"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!
This piece was written in collaboration with the light-bringer Lykke, my dear friend whose prose inspired a deluge of thoughts and actions, as well the words below. My sincere thanks to her for all we have discussed and all we still have to learn from each other. Lykke: Milestones… When my day starts here Your … Continue reading Milestones
It is Quiet Despite the sound Of the house Settling in To its century-old foundation Nestled amongst A sea of concrete Dotted with the glassy-eyed denizens And their jet-black motorcars Passing And stopping And departing again Until they reach Where they are going Wherever that might be
The cold slips in Through the thin sheets of glass which separate What lies within From the outer world And over time A chill is felt As hairs stand on end A warning A call for warmth and a reminder That harsh conditions exist Just inches from the space we inhabit Inhospitable Unfriendly Improbable and … Continue reading The Cold Slips In
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
I remember when Our eyes opened With the rising of the sun The smell of morning air And a renewal that cannot quite be captured In words Can only be felt But for a moment I remember standing Behind a frozen pane of glass Staring out Into a world of swirling white Wondering Whether there … Continue reading Of What, I Am Not Certain
There are days Where life seems to hide around every corner like a menace Waiting to strike when the time is right Waking up to darkness and frosted windows The day begins far too soon And by the time we at last return home The sun has set and the cold has crept once more … Continue reading Come What May, There Will be Another Day
Outside The rain is falling And the sound of droplets against my window fills the room I lay Watching the water run down the glass The light from the street lamps illuminating each drop As the shadows play across the floor The air is cool And the oppressive moisture has gone Replaced with a gentle … Continue reading Between Then and Now
She looks right at you like she's got Stained glass eyes You can't quite see through them But that's quite alright Light floats through as if sent Straight from the divine It warms my heart It Calms my mind She's got skin like a Sandy beach Shimmering above and Soft beneath With cool places where … Continue reading She’s Got
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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