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I Dreamt Last Night of Someone Who Wanted to Send My Love Away

Last night, I dreamt Of someone who loved me, Someone who Wanted me To be something, To be anything More To them But then you, Yes, you Told them To go home Yes, you told them to "go home", You said this wasn't their home And they were welcome no more, Whether you meant it, … Continue reading I Dreamt Last Night of Someone Who Wanted to Send My Love Away →

Auroraboros Rhythmic Poetry March 28, 2020

On a Sunday Morning in October

There is a soul sickness in the church. I can smell it on them As they stumble in to the American Legion on Burma Ave And proceed to verbally and emotionally abuse the serving staff Then retreat to their huddled circles To debate whether their all-encompassing love Could ever be extended to those whose values … Continue reading On a Sunday Morning in October →

Auroraboros Free-Verse Poetry 8 Comments October 27, 2019October 27, 2019

With Only Absence

There are still And perhaps there always will be Periods in which All that is Fades away Leaving only grey In these times It can feel Like there is little left As we struggle to find Meaning and purpose Some semblance of what was In a world far removed All we have come to know … Continue reading With Only Absence →

Auroraboros Free-Verse Poetry 3 Comments December 20, 2018December 20, 2018

On These Cloudy, Overcast Days

On these cloudy, overcast days The grey flows down from above like rain Pouring over and seeping deep within All that can be seen From the tallest buildings in the heart of downtown To the fields and trees lining the windswept interstate The mind wanders And with it The unfolding events of the afternoon Stumbling … Continue reading On These Cloudy, Overcast Days →

Auroraboros Free-Verse Poetry 3 Comments November 3, 2018

In the Way

Wake From a night of bad dreams To a life that feels At times Much the same In a way, In the way, An impediment To peaceful rest. Stumble Through grey morning hours Minutes like seconds fade Far too fast As if time remains In a way In the way, An impediment To what comes … Continue reading In the Way →

Auroraboros Free-Verse Poetry 20 Comments July 20, 2018July 21, 2018

For I Do Not Walk in Solitude

Most days I stand tall Facing the rising sun With the breeze in my hair And a gentle hum Eminating from my heart Assured of my purpose And ready To face each new challenge That arises With an optimistic drive And a passion for living But then there come Days like the blackest night In … Continue reading For I Do Not Walk in Solitude →

Auroraboros Free-Verse Poetry 23 Comments June 13, 2018July 15, 2018

Truth is Blind

This piece was inspired by the piece By the Light of the Lying Moon, written by Maggie L of the blog The Art of Chewing Crayons. Truth is blind Careless even In the way it staggers about Seeing only what is Rather than What could be Stumbling over Dreams and ambitions Strewn in wake of … Continue reading Truth is Blind →

Auroraboros Free-Verse Poetry 29 Comments May 24, 2018May 25, 2018
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