Originally published April 13, 2018, this piece was written in response to an event that occurred on the other side of the world, yet was felt deeply by myself and many others around the world. The event itself was tragic, and horrible, and was the direct inspiration for this piece... beyond that, I cannot help … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “In Her Eyes”
"oh, mea culpa (8, again)" - Auroraboros - Recorded 2/24/2021 - Objects, and the Distance Between Them wehave always wereandare(our name is blue star)where the sign isthat which makes youso farall golden yellow pink and orangefresh yetcrawling naked in the rottenEarth and fleshrivers reddeadferment soiled fed to wedEmerald shimmer your dress nowI am not Godbut … Continue reading oh, mea culpa (8, again)
"Without 'Without' 'With' Cannot Be" - Recorded 2/2/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Empty vacuum space inside,Nothingness, cannot abideAbhorrent empty void! In all things, dualityAs without "without" "with" cannot be,As grey to need for black, for white, to see.Objects, we;Distance, that which lies between.
For you, once more, and forever. 💙 "A Dirty Sort of Clean" - Recorded 1/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I have seen…A dirty sort of clean…Paradox? Sure.But I'll take it. "Expect the unexpected." I have seen…Water running over, flowing,Spilling out as these words do now…From my mouth and from my … Continue reading A Dirty Sort of Clean
Tin roof raindrops,Words and sounds, fallingYour face,Dark cloud above and fog on the mirrorI reach, butI feel nothing.
Though the dynamic between myself and the person to whom this was originally written to has changed, the message remains the same. I hope that all of us can some day reach a point where we truly embrace the wonderful person that we are inside and seek to live a rich and full life regardless … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “You.”
Greetings, Below is my second recording of an old piece called "When the Storm is Over", originally published in October of 2020. As with many of my pieces, this was originally written to speak to what was going on in my own personal life, as well as to the situation that a specific person I … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “When the Storm is Over”
In the end,We are nothing more than a dropIn the ocean that is time.
In love with the question, No answer would suffice.