Category Poetry
Guest Post – “The Pause”
I am always delighted to read what others have written. It is creative self-expression that offers a connection between writer and reader. Below is a piece that someone shared with me that I enjoyed reading. I would like to reciprocate the gesture and share it with all of you. Enjoy! The Pause A friend, she spoke of […]
The Symbolism in Stars
With our eyes drawn upward, we seek. We find that which we seek. We grasp and it disappears. We fear not having. We desire to have again. Point to point we wander.
Is it the fire or the flame?
Some words are certifiers and we like them. Closed, locked, stable. Life is not certain; infinitely incomprehensible. Frustration is not a state of equilibrium. It is disturbed; chaotic and restless. Is it not better just to feel warm?
Winter, 2015
Artificial light is a flower. Everyone turns their head and forgets. A simple reminder.
Learning to Grow
Artificial light staves off madness; the sun sinks below fading sheets. Too soon to save your soul’s sanity; she teases and tricks the mind. A total collapse happens at the knees; a circulating weakness consumes your chest. The weight of a closing door echoes; the relentless gravity of life. Your heart in your hands; Your […]
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