Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
"Every Step a Step Closer to Where You Are" - Recorded 1/18/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Every step, a step closer to where you are. Every breath, one less breath to be drawn without you. How I long for you… …to wake beside you on these cold and often lonesome … Continue reading Every Step a Step Closer to Where You Are
"These Beating Hearts, For Now Apart" - Recorded 1/11/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them You and I,In stride,Same earth, different sides.Foot down, same time.Hands up, same sky. Eager to love, ready to start,These beating hearts, for now apart…Why am I not where you are?Why must we wait, why are you so … Continue reading These Beating Hearts, For Now Apart
I will not lie, I was not excited to revisit this piece 😅. Just the title is filled with a cringey sort of angst that does not leave me proud... But, as always, I was pleasantly surprised at how I was able to hear in it a bit of forward-thinking optimism and a desire to … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “‘The Cute Girl Left'”
Originally published February 13, 2018, in the midst of many challenges, this is a short piece about the word unstable, the connotations, and the contextual meaning to me at the time. It was a bit of a reflection, a pondering of paths, and a questioning of the desire within me to retreat from the world. … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Unstable”
This piece really struck me now, to look back at the glimmers of the understanding of love I am seeking now, whether I really understood what I was talking about or not. "Love Without Fear" - Recorded 12/28/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Love Without Fear”
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
The heart cries out,Even,And especially,When the tongue fails. Words cannot sayWhat we feel,Just as our bodies often failTo conveyThe impulses that drive them. At times IWish there was a wayTo give voice toThe pulse that runs beneath. She tells me to draw,Despite objections that I cannot,"With your left hand,"She tells me;"You will stop trying to … Continue reading The Heart Cries Out
Today, I was nominated for a Liebster award by fellow blogger, Sonali, of the blog Just Me (https://justmecompany.wordpress.com/) Thank you very much to Sonali. Below is my response to this nomination. About Sonali and Just Me According to Sonali's About Me (https://justmecompany.wordpress.com/about-me/): Hello beautiful people, I’m Sonali, the author of Just me. I’m an 18 year old from … Continue reading 2020 Liebster Nomination (Sonali)
I have a friend who tells me she is broken, as so many pieces, shattered and scattered across the years, and I must admit I feel this way at times. There are moments when I am weak, finding myself alone in so many ways, despite the comforting words, the presence, even the intimate embrace of … Continue reading Broken
Deep dive to Shallow pool Through and Into the black; Jump right back. "It's just a reflection." …shivers down my spine. All distance: A journey, Yet to be defined. All longing: Absence, Yet to be defined.
