In the world today There is a yawning But it is not from lack of sleep… Rather, Too many have slept for far too long And are waking to see That the world has changed And that they must adapt to survive. I stepped out into the world today Without ever leaving the house, I … Continue reading In the World Today
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Love as a Light to Guide Us Through These Dark Times
What do we really know of love? There are so many who have tried to capture the essence of this deceptively simple word, In songs and poems, In books and short stories, In paintings and still-life photographs… Yet still we fail to fully capture or even grasp, A depth in words which is so apparent … Continue reading Love as a Light to Guide Us Through These Dark Times
The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)
A thick, black fog hangs low over this place now. Long shadows cast by rolling waves of darkness spilling across the houses and walkways. With each passing second, breathing becomes increasingly labored. The windswept streets grow empty and desolate, As the life that once filled them hides behind doors and walls of brick, As … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)
In Each and Every Thing Which Crawls or Walks or Even Slowly Grows as Moss or Lichen
Know that Though I have said so many things To so many of you And though you have responded With such kindness and love that it draws the tears from my eyes as from a well These things are only temporary; I will be gone some day And there may be no person to speak … Continue reading In Each and Every Thing Which Crawls or Walks or Even Slowly Grows as Moss or Lichen
Milestones
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
Watch the Light
Watch The light Move Listen To the sounds The way they bounce And reflect From and to Those who Need it to see Need it to hear What was there All along. Where does it go Why And what legacy does it leave behind?
To Not Be Filled with Wonder
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
Something To Call Mine
Sunset, sunrise The day; Colliding with the night. The light, the skies The fire in your eyes Burned bright While I Was standing by your side Eyes wide Until You looked at me and sighed And said "Alright, Let's give this thing a try" Inside I died In that period of time Then was Revived … Continue reading Something To Call Mine
I Am, Then I Am Not
I am seated At the head of the table In an establishment which exceeds the standard fare my family is accustomed to I am seated I am dressed In a fine blue suit with my favorite tie Surrounded by my family and directly opposite my sister's partner of whose character I am uncertain I am … Continue reading I Am, Then I Am Not
In the Space Between
There are shadows on the walls In the spaces between where the light from the window falls There are echoes in my head In the space between what was and was never said So when the sun finally goes down And the voices aren't quite as loud They will serve as an elegy To a … Continue reading In the Space Between
