I used to be so bold and brave and hubris in heart – what has taken these from me? I used to dream of striving ahead – now, I am aware and have begun to prepare to meet the dead. Where can I find solace in my head – should I look elsewhere, like my …
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Tides of Time
Assign me my fate, and I won't hesitate. Pause for a moment and do a brief retake. Distort the original, and the copies die at a slow rate. Line me up at the starting line, and I will run the race. Start me in the blocks, and I will write the page. Transmute me into …
Deceiving Ourselves to Death
Regardless of when, where does this all end? Living with an autoimmune disease both outside and within. Voices tell me to pick up the pen. "Don't listen to them," warns the opposing side. There's so many reasons to keep it inside. Fears plead with me to hide. Besides, what's the point in speaking up anyways? …
Ascending the Depths
Everyday change creates a seductive argument urging my analytical brain to review the evidence yet again.Could it be so simple?Break down the principle.Trace the threads that interweave reality.Do the same patterns that govern the stars orient the psyche? The lines of this poem were used to create the above image using NightCafe Creator, an AI …
Transformation & Repetition
Living in a constant cycle;Moving in this perpetual flow.Continual searching for how to know.Could it be so simple as learning to truly let go? The lines of this poem were used to create the above image using NightCafe Creator, an AI art generator. You can view more of my collection here.
A Reflection from Within
Night falls, winter crawls, and summers to remember.When forced to reflect and recall, we decide to deny it all.Seeking inner recesses from the worries outside.Where do we go to hide when there is also division inside? The lines of this poem were used to create the above image using NightCafe Creator, an AI art generator. …
Now What?
And who can argue for the living when confronted with the grave need to litigate for the dead? Where do we go from here as we look off the face of this ledge? Walk away, shake our head, go to bed and blame the issues on what’s wrong in other peoples’ heads. What good does …
Awaiting Discovery Within
Make a mistake.Go outside with your rake,Take take take;It’s time again to placate Listen to the breeze and let yourself believe that the rustling leaves whisper to you. Allow yourself this one break. Reason says otherwise, and I surmise that it’s choices which have me temporarily paralyzed. Forget to realize that the leaves aren’t alive? …
Striving to Ascend
Upwards we strive, sweeping blunders aside. Inside hosts the rings that demarcate time. Nothing but bands of lines. Roots cling to the ground. Anchoring the emerging sprouts until they can finally stand. The moving winds serve a disruptor to nature’s plan. Aspiring for ascension to the sky sustains the plant's continual drive to climb.
A Two Sided Truth 