Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Originally published February 23, 2018, this piece carries with it the questions I still hold to this day, interspersed as always, likely never to be fully answered but an answer sought just the same. 🛰 "Satellites / Recon" - Recorded 1/10/2021 The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Satellites / Recon”
For Rini, my dear friend in Indonesia. Your soul and heart are pure as the water droplets which form on the blades of grass in the early morning, your prayers as loud to the heavens as the chirping of the crickets in the evening hours. You are not stupid, I will not hear such a … Continue reading The World, Anew
This was a piece I had written last year after much reflection. It is short, and simple, but carries a lot of ideas I hold dear to me within it. I was inspired to record it today, and I am glad I did, as it imparted an important message to me. I hope that you … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “In All Things”
This piece was written in collaboration with one of my most cherished friends, a Brazilian diamond in her own right, Sunflower. My sincere gratitude to her for the beautiful lines she has provided, and for the creative energy that was produced by this collaboration. I have dearly missed working together in this manner. Sunflower: A … Continue reading No Diamante, a Sua Preciosidade
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
In all things The blade of grass The drop of dew The girl on the other side of the world who does not know How much she really means But will soon Even if she forgets again soon after In all things Light And a potential for it to go out Just the same as … Continue reading In All Things
Ice grey trail Stonework cracked All smiling and white from fallen snow But beneath You are still Dirt and worms Moss and grass A waiting world Stories Hold for Sunlight summer
Oh, how relentless, the passage of time As leaves once green with the warmth of the summer sun now fade and fall And a chill pervades the air we draw from the dim stillness How I remember the days we first shared The crisp crackle of frozen snow beneath our feet And the howling of … Continue reading The Passage of Time
The voice still echoes A constant reminder Saying over and over "You are never going to be enough" That the cycle cannot and will never end Failure then hope then failure Coalescing every time in disappointment It would be so easy To listen To believe To give in and give up Letting go Falling away … Continue reading Echoes
Some days We are Other days We are not Though we may be in motion So often We remain Perfectly still I have watched As beauty fades Or perhaps As either subject or beauty Are redefined Form for essence Façade falling away I have also watched As from nothingness As from the repulsive and macabre … Continue reading A Beauty Unbound
