Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
"When It Comes" - Recorded 4/6/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them When it comes,You will not be ready,You will not be expecting it,You will not find yourself in a perfect pose,Or with all the right words to say to express the sentiment inside;There will be no shimmer in the distance,No gust … Continue reading When It Comes
Poison cloud still hangs from Imploded Vapor Mystic; Thought she'd been left behind, Turns out she had left her mind. Departure left void that None could fill Were they to even find Path through darkened mist of Dead, decayed, undefined. Mirror fold and Shatter, Must now see Not two but three, Not I but we, … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part I (We Must Be Loved)
Never have I seen before A light that shines as yours What you exude Cannot be found In markets or in stores. The world around you seems to glow Colors come alive Time seems to slow To shimmer To stop Your silhouette Captured In the very light Which falls around you like snow. Never have … Continue reading Never Have I Seen Before
The voice still echoes A constant reminder Saying over and over "You are never going to be enough" That the cycle cannot and will never end Failure then hope then failure Coalescing every time in disappointment It would be so easy To listen To believe To give in and give up Letting go Falling away … Continue reading Echoes
Now the days grow short And the sun sleeps Resting As I often wish I could Preparing For the coming freeze The leaves begin to drop from their branches Leaving behind All that they have ever known Twisting and drifting in their descent Until at last they lay to rest upon the cool earth At … Continue reading In What Comes After the Storm
Oh, You beautiful beam of light How have you not come to understand by now That you are precious and loved That you are a direct line straight from the source Into this world of darkness To bring illumination on all that shimmers in your glow How it brings pain to hear you say That … Continue reading My Love Belongs to You
You are not And never will be Broken For you are not A solid and immutable object Rather You are a liquid being As a mass of water suspended To absorb and ignore All opposition As weapons pass Right through Your rippling form Causing no harm Though perhaps Taking with them The smallest droplets Which … Continue reading You are a Liquid Being
This piece is a direct response to the poem An Intimate Kiss by Charles Robert Lindholm. My sincere gratitude and respect goes out to Charles for the beauty he brings to this community through his work and collaborative mindset. She waits for me Home: a word with so much weight The place where we first … Continue reading Intimate Moments Within
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 