Those Maudlin Days No More
Maudlin days can bury mind and flesh, and in moist hallowed ground we find a leveling, darkness like a veil
Read moreMaudlin days can bury mind and flesh, and in moist hallowed ground we find a leveling, darkness like a veil
Read moreNever wrong… One lingering touch fuels the fire, one glance my melted heart, one word my every desire, entwined, such
Read moreA Long Winter… Praise the day, for it occurred without me, I chose nor rejected its rising, so no accolades
Read moreToo entangled in the movement of lives, treacherous paths in plain view, when it’s no mine to task, only the
Read moreWhat burden can knowledge bring, just a change that may be painful, for we struggle to keep the known in
Read moreDarkened plumes taint my morning glimpse, of day’s begin and life’s ongoing play, yet mind within in glorious sun’s array
Read moreThe line is drawn, the sand never to be the same, the time has come, and there’ll have to be
Read moreWhen came that echo, that awoke time to tap me on the shoulder, and what countenance before me tests my
Read moreFeeding light a choice… Light flickers, encouraged by passing thoughts, swollen to a glorious orb, then a flame almost absorbed,
Read moreStirred in part from morning light, its warm a gentle hand of consciousness, as reality gently knocks upon my door,
Read moreI just awoke from a fifteen hour sleep, not an everyday occurrence, yet occasionally my plight under the spell of
Read moreYet another trip… Pensive, quietly deliberating, as thoughts like vultures circle aloft, awaiting death, to feed; and what rises to
Read moreAt ease with the falling leaves, that autumn where life faces winter, as the warmth of sun departs in the
Read moreWas not the drifts of thought in breeze of mind, that held the heart so boldly, the afferent experience of
Read moreShould light become the darkness and darkness become the light, what a tan I’d get while sleeping, just dreaming in
Read moreThe eye of the beholder sees, if within the realm of understanding, the poets purpose, his heart rendered, and that
Read moreUnwittingly I walk to the next stop, the journey’s show but tweaked, yet missing the train, hard to explain, has
Read moreWhat more can a soul do but try, aspire to be better in this harsh reproach of a life, tested
Read moreYearning… Silent the call of revelation, its approach in stealth, as steps like the movement of air from a butterfly
Read moreIt is you who haunt my darkest recesses, a resounding that in familiarity wakes my soul, that sweet countenance, as
Read moreOne Button Pushed… Albeit the lull before the storm, the pause between intent and action is an baleful void in
Read moreMy Happy Place … Happy Place … A blanket, a dim grey brooding cover, drawn across my hopes of blue,
Read moreStriving for betterment… And who in perfection’s grace can deny the wisdom of words espoused, to better understanding, and further
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