Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
"A Droplet, Falling from the Sky" - Recorded 04/30/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them With the mindset of a fool, I saw the vastness of the universe and grew tired of what was near me.With the mindset of a learner, I saw the vastness of the universe and began to perceive … Continue reading Объекты
"On Love, Longing, Loss, and Love Once More" - Recorded 1/25/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Love Still doWhenYou(re) not youA part not apartPatient withA cool blueOf and forWe not meYou within allAll within You Love As the sky and the sun which Love with their wide and flaming hearts the … Continue reading On Love, Longing, Loss, and Love Once More
"I Sat and Looked at the Moon" - Recorded 1/6/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I sat and looked at the moon, covered in a shroud of wispy clouds.As I sat and looked at the moon, I thought of you.I thought of you, and how maybe you also sat today and … Continue reading I Sat and Looked at the Moon
For you. "Do You Know That You Are Loved?" - Recorded 12/31/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Do you know that you are loved? I should hope so. I should hope that you have already been told that you are, in oh so many ways, and that you have committed it … Continue reading Do You Know That You Are Loved?
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
Know that Though I have said so many things To so many of you And though you have responded With such kindness and love that it draws the tears from my eyes as from a well These things are only temporary; I will be gone some day And there may be no person to speak … Continue reading In Each and Every Thing Which Crawls or Walks or Even Slowly Grows as Moss or Lichen
There is a time for growth And there is a time for harvest The corn is tall And the leaves are blood red Destined both To soon fall to the Earth just the same Without careful attention By steady hands.
I have always loved the rain The way the droplets continue steadily One after another In what must seem an endless free-fall A lifetime of motion Complete with friends and cohorts Allies and enemies Tumbling just the same Down until they can fall no longer Until they reach their violent fate If only for a … Continue reading Restart (A Belated Response to the “Freedom of Expression” Tag)
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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