Poetry

A Morning Ponder

Why do we have eyes when we can see with our minds? …see the world as it should be, not as it is when our intentions are applied, the road to Hell paved with our actions to make things better. What if the better can’t be done by us? …can only be imagined but not… Continue reading A Morning Ponder

Poetry

Angels Don’t Speak

I had a vision of where I come from and in it I asked to see my soulmate but what was shown to me was only what I had already known There they were, all of them one in a striped shirt another wearing a white garment one’s silk dress playing with the wind and… Continue reading Angels Don’t Speak

Poetry

31-Day Poem: Day Twenty-Nine

Those Consumed by Inadvertent Nothing They all seem to see it, they all seem to see. Is solitary confinement what it means to be free? Madness and emptiness in rival existence. A hushing of it all at sanity’s insistence. Will no one solve the mystery of how to fancy someone who doesn’t feel love?