The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part IV (What We Do for Love)

Why do I even write these days? Why do I try? Why do I try as hard as I do when clearly there are more effective and efficient approaches. Someone has it figured out... Not me.   I see so many others who write poems that reach audiences of hundreds or even thousands. I see … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part IV (What We Do for Love)

Life, and the Path It Follows

The Earth is alive Even when it is sleeping Under so many layers Of ice and debris Clinging tightly To the frozen ground As loose debris blows Gently over the layered snow Traveling From place to place Participating In an equation far too complex to be captured within the realm of our understanding An equation … Continue reading Life, and the Path It Follows

Each With Their Own Story to Tell

Do we not all exist As figures in a grand portrait Captured Each second In a cosmic still-life Our lives existing Within As well as between Each vibration Each motion Each advancement of the scene? We are all here Together Huddled On an improbable And utterly awesome Sphere of space debris That is spinning through … Continue reading Each With Their Own Story to Tell

You Will Shine

Even the most simple stone At first glance Of little value and without distinction Carries with it a history Rich and intricate Told in striations and composition Layers upon layers Each one unique And filled with memories Pain and sorrow Joy and celebration Captured and displayed without restraint But so easily overlooked At times ignored … Continue reading You Will Shine

A Mirror to the World

Your eyes Have seen so much Of this world So much joy and beauty As well as more than their share of pain When you look out You perceive You analyze You record Events and experiences Unique to you Often entirely unobserved By anyone else Sometimes simply yours in perspective But always yours nonetheless And … Continue reading A Mirror to the World

But a Brief Transition

The rain Though it falls as one Cascading down in sheets now To fall upon the dry earth Is but a collective of many Each drop Unique unto itself Composed as it is Of individual particles just the same Gathered and unified Taking form And shape As a single distinct entity For only the briefest … Continue reading But a Brief Transition

What Sacred Spectres are These?

What sacred spectres are these, What sacred spectres are these, To whom you call out to when down on your knees, Whom you wish to appease, With your chants and your pleas, Whose visage you accept without question, Without sight Faithfully? Can you not see, Can you not see, That the spirit exists Manifests endlessly, … Continue reading What Sacred Spectres are These?