Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Lykke tells me That in Iran There is a saying: Stand and resist in hard days just like "sarv" (the evergreen), let nothing wither your greenery. Not only is this a beautiful statement of resilience, But it is also another sign to me That we are all not so different As we are alike; This … Continue reading Through the Hard Winter
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
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
If you only knew That the horrors which bare their teeth from the shadows Bare them not Because they feel superior And because they wish to consume you, But rather, Because they are afraid And they are blinded By the light which you cast Into their world of only themselves, In which the natural light … Continue reading For Fear
So the day has passed And now I sit Contemplative Resting in the comfort and stillness of the night air Watching As shadows move across the ceiling above As the walls hold strong in their resolve to remain I listen To the gentle sound of the wind And can hear as well Passing cars Laughter … Continue reading The Hum of a City Waiting
The Oarfish has arisen From its home beneath the waves It journeys from the shadowed depths To the surface to be safe It feels the earth's vibrations In the silence where it dwells And in this way knows many secrets Which it can nor will ever tell The Oarfish has arisen Board the windows Lock … Continue reading The Oarfish Has Arisen
There is no sky above No Earth below Just space Time Unfolding Collapsing and expanding Flowing through Around Between All of objects and the distance between them Filling Each and every corner Until there is nothing to separate The black from the white The light from the darkness The shadows of night From the glow … Continue reading Where We Fit In
There are shadows on the walls In the spaces between where the light from the window falls There are echoes in my head In the space between what was and was never said So when the sun finally goes down And the voices aren't quite as loud They will serve as an elegy To a … Continue reading In the Space Between
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
The world around me is aglow In a golden hue And I find contentment In the simple truths The little moments And the grandiosities All the same But there are still hours Days Weeks at times Where my attention is drawn To the shadows which fall Across the otherwise luminous landscape Cast by any of … Continue reading In the Light, Seeing Only the Shadows
