Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
For those days. “We Feel in Waves” – Recorded 11/07/2022 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them We feel in waves. At times, they lap at the shores of our heart, cool and calm, manageable. At others, they crash loudly, roaring and pounding down upon us, threatening as they do any semblance of … Continue reading We Feel in Waves
Originally published April 3, 2018, this piece was an examination of the cycles of life expressed through an exercise in alliteration. "Seeds in Fertile Soil" - Recorded 2/20/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/04/03/seeds-in-fertile-soil/ Let the … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Seeds in Fertile Soil”
This piece of really one of the most powerful for me, the meaning and the way it came to me. This piece just... happened... as I was biking to work one morning, it just started to flow into my head, and I pulled over to the side of the road and wrote it all down … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Nothing is Ever Complete”
Today, I was nominated for a Liebster award by fellow blogger, Sonali, of the blog Just Me (https://justmecompany.wordpress.com/) Thank you very much to Sonali. Below is my response to this nomination. About Sonali and Just Me According to Sonali's About Me (https://justmecompany.wordpress.com/about-me/): Hello beautiful people, I’m Sonali, the author of Just me. I’m an 18 year old from … Continue reading 2020 Liebster Nomination (Sonali)
Auroraboros: Do seeds long for the soil in which their mothers set their roots? Or, does any fertile earth give sustenance as home and kin? So easily we forget the source, the foundation from which we first embarked. Eyes set on the horizon, we seek to set down roots all our own, Oft overlooking the … Continue reading Growth
Let the words fall Deep within The depths of your heart Sinking beneath All of the loss and loneliness All of the anxiety and fear All of the languishing layers of sediment You have accumulated Piled high, between them Corpses of decay All of your former selves All who came and went Let the words … Continue reading Seeds in Fertile Soil
Nothing is ever complete. There are no absolutes. There is no perfect form Or statement to be made. So live And learn And die Then do it all over again. What are you But a culmination Of mistake after mistake An imperfect product Of a process Built on And by Imperfection? So why not Embrace … Continue reading Nothing is Ever Complete
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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