Author Update March 2021

Hello readers, First and foremost, I just want to take a moment to thank those of you who have continued to read, to like, to comment, to support me, especially in the past several months. I really, really appreciate you, each and every one of you. I know I haven't been very active in the … Continue reading Author Update March 2021 →

When It Rains

Happy World Poetry Day, everyone. "When It Rains" - Recorded 3/21/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them When it rains,I can smell it in my heart,Aching now,The end of an era. The music is loud in the car stereo;It does not matter the song,The noise is soothing,Anything to drown out the silence. … Continue reading When It Rains →

to live, not just to exist

"to live, not just to exist" - Recorded 2/20/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them to livenot justto exist reducing as suchignoranceand thereforsuffering seeing the divine in ourselvesseeing ourselves in othersseeing others in ourselvesseeing the divine in all to increase as suchempathyand thereforekindness to livenot justto exist

A Ritual Motion

"A Ritual Motion" - Recorded 2/17/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them the Gods are too tall to see the landscape passa tip-toe perhaps at times through quiet country lanesunder cover of ragged cloak and greying matted hair it seems to me there is a beauty in the simple act of walkinga … Continue reading A Ritual Motion →

Dream:

For all that lies between. "Dream:" - Recorded 1/24/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Dream:.This.(All)SeenInto,Through,Eyes of,Me,You,World:WickedLost,Cruel,Boy / Girl,Only wantTo beFound,Seen,To know,To show,WhatWeMean,Like…love…YetWhat "" means,Don't know...Only inFilm scene,HazyMemories,Time when,Then,-Pain-Only inSkin,Bruised andBleed knees,Torn jeans,Lost asPlace,Not state,Of mind,Hand inMineTo findA guide,Always then,PlaceTo hide,Out orInside,Now onlyLed to findNew reasonsTo cry,New waysTo die,Whole worldOutside,Big, brightYetFlicker, lightTableside,Fight,Ego, … Continue reading Dream: →

To Sit in the Sunlight

"To Sit in the Sunlight" - Recorded 1/13/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them To sit in the sunlight, knowing it will warm the surface of our skin but could never be made into a sweater or robe. To watch the clouds pass, recognizing their soft and gentle nature, appreciating their flowing … Continue reading To Sit in the Sunlight →

Lucid Moments

"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 →

we

For you. Yes, you. 💙 For us. That we might be. "we" - Recorded 12/25/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them *frum* *frum* *frum* from here,below the stale, dry airdown beneath the thin line betweenabove andbelowthe static of the world fadesand is replaced bythisthe heartsteadyand indifferentto whether it is heardor notyetnot unfeelingnot … Continue reading we →

It’s Okay to Not Be Okay / Be Kind To Yourself and Others

Below is something I posted on another social media platform and wanted to share with everyone here. I know it has been a long time since I have posted here... I am sorry, but also not. I am doing my best, and I actually have a few pieces I am working on which I am … Continue reading It’s Okay to Not Be Okay / Be Kind To Yourself and Others →

To Sleep is Not Always to Dream

To sleep is not always to dream. Why then Do we assume that to dream We must always be sleeping? We have seen the vacant look in the eyes of Colleagues, Friends, Strangers on the Green Line train; We have wandered the empty hallways and corridors of buildings vacant all other human life, A curious … Continue reading To Sleep is Not Always to Dream →