Category: life
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The loss of muse
As I slowly become more invested in a young lady I have been dating my muse flees. Perhaps it is truer to say that my muse has shifted its production from whimsical nonsense to sentamental nonsense. There is a market for the sentamental nonsense, but I can’t bear to stoop that low. Here my…
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poems by the lakeside
The Glimpse I walked a dry lake bed on a misty day Grey clouds shifted slowly in the sky giving no hit of warmth of sun A thick mist had risen and drifted, cover and uncovering at its whim Skeleton trees reached with their boney fingers trying to grasp the veil Perhaps to wear. It…
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Tied up.
I tie myself to you, I bind with self with words of affection, With subtle touches I draw you in. At first it was threads, small looks, witty jests. Your soul and mine travel the same path. “Here is one I could love,” said my mind. Shoe laces and yarn tied us, closer we grew. …
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Why I’m right and you’re wrong.
My dear friend. I am right and you are wrong. Read it in the stars, see it written the clouds inscribed on the souls of all those righteous people. How could I be wrong? The world revolves around me. All who disagree shall be cast out of my gracious presence into the outer darkness, where…
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Jealously
Oh you happy couple, your flirtations are not unnoticed, though the public averts their eyes, Your whispers and silent titters, soft touches and gentle kisses They shout to us, scream, call, command. You have a monopoly on happiness, a conner market on joy, You sing to yourself, yet aloud for the world to hear,…
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Sickly
I find myself unwell. enfeebled of mind and body. I recall when I was a child such runny noses and coughs were a part of life coming and going so often that they were barely noticeable. Yet now in adulthood I find they are detrimental to my consistent routine. I snort and gasp and cough…
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Confidence
Break. Confidence. In what do we place our confidence? In what do we place our trust? It is fairly mainstream to say “confidence is key.” and as far as the world is concerned that is perfectly right. Those who are more confident tend to succeed, as with everything too much confidence can lead to disaster…
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The result of awkward interactions.
My brain is an idiot. For now it is too painful for me to admit that I am an idiot, I have no desire to be an idiot. In Fact I strongly desire to be clever, witty, gregarious. Yet I am none of these things. What wretch is responsible for these things? What evil villain…
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Perpetual Yearning
Perpetual yearning, the practice of dissatisfaction. What is there that so calls the soul away from its current rest. In us dwells that yearning. A calling to greater things, and so to things we look. Wrongfully. See I the sun, the grass, the moon, Yearn I for all, and more. See I the woman, I…
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