Poem VI – The Playwright

The reddish lights are luminously evident as the darkness surrounding tells its own threatening story. As the final scene concludes I can't help but think what sane man would write such a horrific ending that precludes the possibility of glory. The dramatic theatre sits empty, but I patiently wait to see the face behind this tragic scene. I... Continue Reading →

Poem V – Round 1

Awakened from my deepest darkened sleep, I think, and rethink should I turn over once more or invest in infinite ink. The ringing of a bell shifts my mind back and forth from reality. I hear him counting one, two, three as the chant of normality disgust me to move from possibility to actuality. He is... Continue Reading →

Poem IV – Potato Tree

How is it you stood before me when your seed was planted before I could see. Out of the debris, you have risen waiting for the perfect time to be. There is familiarity all around you, but your birth is so unique. Each branch extended provides the answer I seek. I did not place you in... Continue Reading →

Poem III – Motionless Rainfall

The trees they do not move, and the flowers stand still in amazement as the rainfall beats louder and louder. Do they know something I do not? The single blade of grass I quickly notice has no purpose but to find one single drop. Staring into nothingness, I can't help but feel everything. The landscape... Continue Reading →

Poem II – Forever Young

As the cold summer rain flows uncontrollably underneath my feet, I stand in a moment of silent reflection. Reluctantly I resisted your arrival, but the representation in front of my eyes provides another moment of poetic contemplation. Your innocence gives a strength underneath a weakness in my own thinking. You may not stand tall today, but the spirit... Continue Reading →

Poem I – Love of Family

Today as I peacefully rest, I am not alone. Tonight, as I gently rise, I am not seeking peace. I am not looking for peace on my last day, and nor will I spend this day searching. I am not searching for meaning on my last day, nor will I spend this day looking. My... Continue Reading →

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