Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Pull the shades down low, my loveOh, my love…My love which lies,Which lies, within,Without me, at times…A heart which beats as my own,A heart which beats as if my own,But set to a different tune… Pull the shades down low,Down low to the windowsill,Pull them low, that they might not see,That they might not see … Continue reading Pull the Shades Down Low, My Love
This piece was a collaboration with a good friend, Dusyant, who I met on the Ablo platform, an app that connects you with strangers from around the world and allows you to chat with them without language barriers due to automatic translation. This platform has increasingly become a core part of my life, as an … Continue reading Negative Thoughts – A Collaboration
There is no storm so great as that which gathers In the space bereft the light of the sun In the space outside Of sight Of mind Of time Resting Just on the edges of Oblivion
The cold slips in Through the thin sheets of glass which separate What lies within From the outer world And over time A chill is felt As hairs stand on end A warning A call for warmth and a reminder That harsh conditions exist Just inches from the space we inhabit Inhospitable Unfriendly Improbable and … Continue reading The Cold Slips In
Black dog wakes up in the morning and looks outside so he can see the sky; He likes to watch the sun rise. But then it's back to sleep, Gone, but for a moment, Lost in dreams until the master cries: "Oh, black dog… rise." Yearning, Dreaming of another; Life it seems Is always passing … Continue reading Black Dog
Outside There is a cold Which pierces every layer Finding flesh And chilling Right to the bone Inside There is a cold as well Which finds its way through all defenses Bereft a source Undefined in destination But pervasive in all There is no motion No gale on which the chill arrives It is a … Continue reading A Warmth Remains
There are days Where life seems to hide around every corner like a menace Waiting to strike when the time is right Waking up to darkness and frosted windows The day begins far too soon And by the time we at last return home The sun has set and the cold has crept once more … Continue reading Come What May, There Will be Another Day
There will be days When the shadows close in From every corner of the room And the clouds outside Will not abate There will be nights Where the soft pattering Of rain against the window Brings no peace For the sound may serve As a stark reminder Of the world that lays beyond And how … Continue reading From Every Corner of the Room
You used to believe In so many things In endless possibilities The future was open wide And all that stood in the way Was time You used to dream Each and every night In an endless stream Each moment a door Through which you could see Everything and more You wanted peace A little room … Continue reading Such Dreams as These
Outside The rain is falling And the sound of droplets against my window fills the room I lay Watching the water run down the glass The light from the street lamps illuminating each drop As the shadows play across the floor The air is cool And the oppressive moisture has gone Replaced with a gentle … Continue reading Between Then and Now
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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