Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
"Oh, Window Pane!" - Recorded 1/7/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Oh, Window Pane!My God, my only hope!I would break you from your tether that I might make all my own the trees and the birds which you have captured just for me!In jars and vials, shadow boxes felted and gold … Continue reading Oh, Window Pane!
For you, with love. 💙 "I Want to Dance and I Want to Dance With You" - Recorded 1/5/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I have been whispering your name since the day I was born.I have been whispering your name since the day I was born and now I want … Continue reading I Want to Dance and I Want to Dance With You
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
Sunset, sunrise The day; Colliding with the night. The light, the skies The fire in your eyes Burned bright While I Was standing by your side Eyes wide Until You looked at me and sighed And said "Alright, Let's give this thing a try" Inside I died In that period of time Then was Revived … Continue reading Something To Call Mine
When at last I finally rise Toward the wide azure skies I will leave this all behind I will wait until I find… Perhaps it will be as a light Or as a darkness Or will it finally melt away The distance between the two Exposing in the absence What had been there all along.
It seems so long ago The night sky glowed above on cloudless nights Absorbed with fascination by wide and hopeful eyes Each and every star filled With purpose With wonder A line in a story which unfolded Time and time again Renewed once more at the setting of the sun But it would seem The … Continue reading The Path We Prior Trod
There are days Where life seems to hide around every corner like a menace Waiting to strike when the time is right Waking up to darkness and frosted windows The day begins far too soon And by the time we at last return home The sun has set and the cold has crept once more … Continue reading Come What May, There Will be Another Day
Oh Child With eyes as wide as the midday sun With hair as wild as the beasts which still can be found lurking in the places we have not yet built our homes Though you may feel so insignificant Standing beside such monoliths as these we have hewn from the ground beneath you Standing beneath … Continue reading The Earth Will Speak, That Your Voice, So Soft Now, Might Be Heard
You used to believe In so many things In endless possibilities The future was open wide And all that stood in the way Was time You used to dream Each and every night In an endless stream Each moment a door Through which you could see Everything and more You wanted peace A little room … Continue reading Such Dreams as These
In the mountains of the Carolinas I've worked to put it all behind but All the memories still bind us In a way But wait With new ones maybe I can find That there's still time enough And light enough A new mind, aligned, in spite of Scenes with dreams implied No white doves Only … Continue reading In the Mountains of the Carolinas
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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