Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Happy World Poetry Day, everyone. "When It Rains" - Recorded 3/21/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them When it rains,I can smell it in my heart,Aching now,The end of an era. The music is loud in the car stereo;It does not matter the song,The noise is soothing,Anything to drown out the silence. … Continue reading When It Rains
Originally published March 28, 2018, this piece was written to my person, unknown and nameless, that we might someday be as one and know love as I have always dreamed. 💙 "Come to Me!" - Recorded 2/11/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Come to Me!”
The birds are singing to one another now, They do not sing to us, But we are listening. New buds are growing slowly on the ends of branches, Displacing ever so slightly the air around them, Coming to our ears as a low hum, And we wonder: To how many monsoons could this movement be … Continue reading The Sounds of Springtime
At times A pause Is needed A break In time To rest In the stillness Reflect upon What has been And prepare for What is yet to come The sun shines bright On a world of whistling white drifts and slush-filled alleyways And on the air There is a touch of spring A sense Of … Continue reading A Pause
Disperse, o thoughts within my head I've no time for you I must leave bed The sun is up now in the sky It's gone to work And so must I Disperse, o thoughts within my mind I've better ways To spend my time The wind blows snowflakes to and fro It moves so fast … Continue reading Disperse, O Thoughts Within My Head
Water and stone Skin and bone Life and death Together or alone Even as cold wind blows above fields freshly coated in a light dusting of white snow The smell of spring is already being prepared in the soil below Even as the sun shines down above blistering blacktop coated in fresh lines of white … Continue reading Water and Stone
I have been drawn Into that dark, dark light Too many times Too soon I must remember The warmth of the summer sun How it falls so effortlessly On my grateful skin I must remember How very small I really am And how little I have seen Of what remains in store When at last … Continue reading Into that Dark, Dark Light
Oh, how relentless, the passage of time As leaves once green with the warmth of the summer sun now fade and fall And a chill pervades the air we draw from the dim stillness How I remember the days we first shared The crisp crackle of frozen snow beneath our feet And the howling of … Continue reading The Passage of Time
The piece below is part two in a collaboration between myself and the very gifted poet Thought for Change, of the blog The Rendezvous Club. This piece was written over a period of time through various communications revolving around a Q/A about fear, love, and marriage. The text on the left was written by Though … Continue reading On Love and On Marriage – A Collaboration, Part 2
So now we move From the warmth of summer days To the cool chill of autumn evenings As the leaves on the trees begin to lose their color And fall to the Earth once more We proceed Hand in hand Towards a new horizon Each and every day Leaving behind The seasons that have passed … Continue reading On the Remnants of What Has Come Before
