Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Originally published April 4, 2018, this piece was written to my dear friend Blackbird, who is known by so many names, and loved dearly no matter the monicker. "MJ(S)C" - Recorded 2/25/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “MJ(S)C”
This piece is a guide, a chart to which I refer often to ensure that I am on course, and it seemed natural to revisit it for my daily reading today. I have often felt like I am lost, and, after returning to these words, and comforted to know that, despite the chaos I find … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “A Statement of Purpose”
Some day we shall all find rest On a sandy ocean floor As a whale carcass, picked clean By octopi and other such creatures Our name // our journey // our story Unknown Absent in Articles which focus instead on The life which is sustained By that which we once were A spectacle Wonder to … Continue reading For What We Left Behind
A stormy sea is still A stormy sea, It matters not How it used to be… A sunny day is still A sunny day, It matters not If it has always been that way, Nor if ever once more it will be.
I paused Ever so slightly today, As my feet passed between shadows and sunlight streaming down… Warm and… It has been so long Since I have felt the glow on my face. My spirit ran free last night. I opened my mouth wide And set loose from between my teeth, Not quite words, Not quite … Continue reading I Paused Ever So Slightly Today
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
The outcome of the daily weather does not depend entirely upon The gusts of wind which carry over the oceans and seas From the turning of the Earth And the centrifugal force of its incredible mass Rather There are the most minute imperfections Movements Of beasts and of individuals That shift the balance ever so … Continue reading The Flapping of the Smallest Feather Wings
It is said We are born of the soil No more than dust made flesh Destined as such to return someday Scattered as it were To every corner of the turning Earth If this is so I should hope we may one day know What it is to rise and fall To move with the … Continue reading What It Is to Rise and Fall
The days are washing over Like so many crashing waves Each moment passing Never lasting Transient as the shadow-casting rays Just as the water laps the shore The minutes flood our minds Inward bleeding Then receding Taking with them pieces of our lives So let us not hold tightly this Who we are and what … Continue reading All Must in Time Flow
Disperse, o thoughts within my head I've no time for you I must leave bed The sun is up now in the sky It's gone to work And so must I Disperse, o thoughts within my mind I've better ways To spend my time The wind blows snowflakes to and fro It moves so fast … Continue reading Disperse, O Thoughts Within My Head
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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