Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
"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
The dying sun Casts the city skyline into a crimson hue And for a moment Everything else fades away And I am left searching for my lungs Searching for the feeling I know is there But cannot quite place into words A sentimental sort of glow That makes its way through my body From my … Continue reading An Elusive Clarity
Behind that smile Those rows of teeth You hide yourself That none may see. Behind that smile Those open eyes Your face it laughs Your soul it cries. Behind that smiles That silky skin The world ends And you begin.
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
The sky is clear And the sun is high A cool breeze blows Along pristine shores All is calm Or so it may appear For there is motion And darkness deep A hidden world Just beneath the surface
With damage done by those we love The wounds can often feel Like they encompass all we are Like nothing else is real As time goes by we often try To make like we are healed But memories bring clarity And hidden pain can be revealed But know with patience, time, and hope Deep wounds … Continue reading Our Pain Does Not Define Us
The veneer is cracking Worn thin Having served for so long now As the barrier between What is And what is thought to be So with eager eyes We all await The day when at last The mask it falls Shattered to the floor And at long last We may perceive With clarity and lucid … Continue reading From Dust to Dirt and Back Again
This piece is a collaboration with the ever-elusive Blackbird of the blog Wandering Thoughts. Text on the left (prompt) was written by Blackbird, while the text on the right (response) was written by Auroraboros. Enjoy! Days like these We realize just how quickly Not only the days pass, But the months and years as well. … Continue reading Days Like These
When we finally let go Will it be as if we are falling Endlessly Into that great abyss Or will all that we held on to Lift and float away As a curtain to reveal What they had hidden all along?
At the end of a long day Sometimes These words And the people that they reach - Muffled whispers Drawn to attentive ears - Are all that we have /Forming/ In lines and hidden passages Perceptible only to those who are open To the truth That lies in the spaces between Like fine threads Strings … Continue reading At the End of a Long Day
