Oh Be’uty, ever mysterious Muse!With each passing day, do You fade away;In thinking to use, did we so abuseAll the wisdom You have tried to convey? As the pride of mankind evermore swelled,An errant view of You did we abide;But if we release this prejudice held,Perhaps again You may be a sure guide? But isContinue reading “A Call to Remember”
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Unknowns
There the mysteries lie waiting:In science of a cosmic whole,Numerous ideas, creatingAnswers for an erratic soul. In science of a cosmic whole,The Void threatens with her gallows;Answers for an erratic soulRequiring thought not so shallow. The Void threatens with her gallows –Numerous ideas, creating –Requiring thought not so shallow:There the mysteries lie waiting.
Sights and Sounds
Despite being spoken all ’round the world, ‘Tis filled with sounds hardly matching letter – This makes our minds to feel that all is whirled And desirous of a language better. I heard of an aged man who fell in love – Then by a lake with a tiny, warm cove – He claimed, later,Continue reading “Sights and Sounds”
Before
Diaphragm contracts, vision swift to blur;mind racing from its proper time and place.What pulls the heart to this violent stiralways hides from mine its shadowy face. Triggr’red, mem’ry makes this body a corpse,an evolution now so far removedfrom a life once lived; unforeseen change warpsour expectations thought already proved. Yet this time-trav’lling, near resurrectedidea isContinue reading “Before”
Phases
The armour of griefShields hearts from overburden; But, donned for too long,Becomes what he sought to thwart:Deprivation of belov’d. Three olives, dirty,Vermouth merely opened near:Just how she liked it.Absence won’t prevent our toast –The soil delivers her drink. Darkness once scared meBased on what I couldn’t see.Yet now I’m seekingWhat nothingness slowly takes;Death’s embrace: treasuresContinue reading “Phases”
His Place
Sitting serene, the lounge of mother’s arm –Knowing, now, nothing of another place –A love irreplaceable as his charm. Basked in attention, withstanding her smarmBy staying ever close to sleep’s embrace:Sitting serene, the lounge of mother’s arm. Each new concern will his presence disarm.Looking upon him, every threat we outpace;A love irreplaceable as his charm.Continue reading “His Place”
A Note of Self-Reflection
At the wise suggestion of my wonderful wife, I intend to take a summer break from this blog each year. Though I thoroughly enjoy writing these posts and truly attempt to do so for its own sake, there are weeks in which I have written posts merely to maintain my self-imposed goal of a postContinue reading “A Note of Self-Reflection”
Paternal Guidance
By my own power, I hope to flowerA life forg’d in the manner of true faith; Into the desert, no rain or shower,Ready to combat all demon and wraith. Hot sand trod upon, as I run along,Seeking all powers of Satan’s legion.Yet the mere sound of solitude does throng:Only my lonesome soul in this region.Continue reading “Paternal Guidance”
Sunday’s Loves
A place built by hands not ours – He powers these short hoursIn which salvation flowers. Thereafter, we tend the child, our duty made but mildby hope of future fealty. Now laid to rest, we take hold of time free, rare as gold, When hearts to each other flee. After domestic relief, we conceiveOf anContinue reading “Sunday’s Loves”
On the Need and Risk of Poetical Experience
After having run a few errands, I returned home to find my wife and infant son resting on the couch after what seemed to have been quite a good feeding. Though he has not yet figured out his facial muscles and the relevant expressions that display certain emotions, I could tell given his posture andContinue reading “On the Need and Risk of Poetical Experience”
Hoping for Clarity 