Tagged: life

Discovery Poem 0

Mapmaker

Poem The horizon, a straight black line, cut a diameter across her pupils. The land, neither lush nor barren, stretched out seamlessly. No path, road, or signpost marred the view. She clenched her hands...

Old Man 0

Fading Luminescence

Mellow drums and a sullen guitar. These are the sounds of his footsteps. Sun-speckled skin like an old cigar He’s lived one life and is living another Faded are those that he once knew...

follow your dreams poem 1

Smooth Sailing

Poem   The water is choppy, and clouds cover the sky. This vessel between me and the ocean. A few miles back, the sun had shone, and I’d glided along, languid and calm. But...

happiness poem 0

Release

Poem   Happiness in a vessel Containing what makes you come alive A delicate light you protect But never letting it thrive Always keeping it in doubt Confused and deprived Bumping your head in...

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Vibrations

Strong vibrations are flowing through the air. Do not despair, for soon we will arrive to the destination with time to spare. That icy, cold glare will melt into the purest expression of total...

Desert Thrills 0

Finding Middle Ground

Beauty once lead me on high Then dropped me down, a base reprise Colored blue, de-sensitized In purgatory, compromised I want to live, I want to die Feel life flash before my eyes Pinch...

imaginative short story about progress 0

A Deal For The Rest Of Us

Short Story   “I’ll be right in,” Brian replied confidently. He hung up the phone and paused, trying to consider what the discussion could be about. His desk had a small pop-up mirror and...

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Possibility

Poem   Music in the sea of light Take my imagination And childhood sigh I wonder where I’m going Everyday of my life Never feel like staying There’s too much more to strive for...

Life Poems, Art Photograph 0

Awakening

Life Poems   Truth It’s never easy, and it’s never gentle. It’s never obscuring, and it’s never unreachable. Sometimes it’s sharp, and sometimes it’s horrible. Sometimes it’s incisive, and sometimes it’s rational. Often it’s...

good and evil poem 0

A Rose on Kostenka Street

Poem   Someone dropped you (a rose,) on Коstenka street: I found you while I tramped the crunchy road, As I skidded on Karaganda sidewalk-sleet, Down the snowy, boot-printed lane, Shivers slinging from my...

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Wild Card

Spoken Word   Friction; taste Light it Freebase had its moments Turned-up blazer lapels And colorful dyed ends on Hair twenty years young Synthesizers all tongue-kissed The same, in their metallic way Brought on...