The Blind Belief of Humanity
Clearly sentience is subjective, impossibly all encompassing and rarely even partial, dependant upon perspective, yet in arrogance we deem ourselves
Read morePoetry is a genre of literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm.
Clearly sentience is subjective, impossibly all encompassing and rarely even partial, dependant upon perspective, yet in arrogance we deem ourselves
Read moreTempered by a question posed, assumptions stand in abeyance, momentarily disarmed in light of clarity, yet assumptions can be irrefutable
Read moreI bequeath this heart to science, for I know not how it works, so led astray by feminine wiles, so
Read moreRegret I hold like a wilting rose, pale and leached of all color, for what good is my piteous maudlin
Read moreSo close, so very close. I find my fingertips poised in mid-air, nearly brushing the petals of the flower. Its
Read moreWhen thoughts like clouds on a dawning day, shards in radiant display all splayed on sky, my heart recounts those
Read moreNo burden is heavy when accepted with joy, yet we so malign our burdens until they are swollen with our
Read moreIn a Troubled Mind…where even dreams are lost I walked along the road, unerringly, the dust of my misgivings clouding
Read moreI Keep This Light as a Guide Brilliant measure; the stars in her eyes A guide to defining the
Read moreElders…a failing body does not mean a failing mind. Elders have experience…listen! How can my failing sight be seen, known
Read moreLust settles like dust upon the weary traveler, so far removed from that era of life, when self-gratification comes second
Read moreTwenty six thousand feet, or is it twenty seven thousand I’ve lost track, but it really doesn’t matter anymore Window
Read moreI Keep This Dark as a Memento Eyes sunken; a window to the soul, a path behind that bone
Read moreThe Three Wise Men The fires that burn and scorch my skin, And raging furnace stoked within, The fiends that
Read moreIneptitude is like a gentle breeze, tainted with the smoke of burning flesh, a putrid stench that sours fresh and
Read moreWhere Does Time Go… Relentless this mind to wander, to sift through the sands of past, the joys and what’s
Read moreNeedless conflict in love… Each nuance tolls like a temple bell, each sensation like a swan skating on a mirrored
Read moreDawn’s Divine Love Dawn’s divine love evokes in me the joy of being with you, For, each night I die
Read moreI wait for deliverance, as if time commends, but what force does ensue if not myself, my own expectations; so
Read moreInnate Talent… Through fingers of delicate touch, hands so dexterous tis magic to the eyes, and a heart stops to
Read moreNew step, original thought… Occupied with distraction life flies by, but has an original thought ever pried open a mind,
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