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Tag Archives: spiritual
As apoet,you needto find a balance between creativity &clarity,the slate scribed &emptied,mindfulness& mindlessness.
The subtle dialect of each heartbeat, speaking for my emotional state before I’m aware, a foreign language endemic to my body.
I understand what I feel through poetry & Nature, my memory retroactively decaying like heartwood surrounded by the undead. Storm clouds unburden themselves, letting go of the world’s weighty water, billions of tears drowning in their soliloquies. Outside, fog floats … Continue reading →
We must be aware enough to not only see the bigger picture but recognize distractions that keep us from reading the fine print. Music slices thru my brain at supersonic speed, booming & pulsating like an amplified heartbeat. My brain … Continue reading →
Distant light echoes fromthe darkness of your mind,beckoning a universe inside.
Poets are positive feedback loops amplifying endless streams of raw emotion. I’ve been here before at autumn’s door, … Continue reading →
The highest of hopes will incinerate a shred of doubt as it exits earth’s atmosphere and orbits in unwavering ellipses.
Perhaps the universe is shrinking & we are closer to infinity.
We harbor a deep fear of being forgotten — that our life isn’t even on the radar of someone. So we write to the world, waiting for an echo.
Metaphors shed new light on life, they restore vibrant colors dulled by dust, adding depth to our frame of reference. Poets are knee-jerk puppets at the strings of their words, ventriloquist voices thrown to embody any emotion. The finesse of progress … Continue reading →