The strangest of days
Servitude released, mostly,
Escape from life’s bonds
Tag: Poetry
Coffee: A Love Story
Glorious blackness
Trickling cup-wards; Ah, life!
Coffee, my dear friend
Starlight
Stars are flickering
Beneath the weight of my dreams
Darkness chills the winds
Change
Gentle wind climbs down
From sun bleached, rock strewn hillsides
Inevitably
Self Destruction
My soul is haunted
Life’s mistakes memorized
Destroying my peace
Violence Displayed
They mesmerize us
Pictures of carnage, strife.
Cherry blossoms fall
Lost and Found
I’m so lost
Somtimes
That I fade into
The noisy clutter
Of the street,
Vanishing into
This swarm of
Life.
Often, the only
Way to be found,
Attaining the deepest
Human connection
Between souls
Is to boldly
Lose yourself
And become
One
With
Everyone.
Force
Water gracefully
Gently wearing down mountains
Strength, freedom of force
Thankfulness
Awesome company
Growing my dearest friendships
A delightful life
Later Springtime
Air refreshed by rain
Petals fluttering downwards
No branches barren