Poetry and Prose

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The Wisdom of Silent Words

I wish I had words of wisdom to share, words of comfort, and words of hope. If only I had the gift to put together words so profound and powerful as to leave mountains untouched but move hearts and minds all around the world. But wishes are seldom granted. And perhaps all this is naught […]

By |January 27th, 2012|Poetry and Prose|

In The Time It Took To Watch A Video Log

10:32

attentions grabbed
curiosities sparked
thoughts provoked

stories shared
adventures followed
laughed clapped gasped smiled
wondered and reminisced

lives touched
friends made
in just ten minutes and thirty two seconds

By |August 10th, 2011|Poetry and Prose|

An Arm’s Length Away And Still Untouchable

vital connections

In the moments when we share our stories,
I feel as though I know you.
Part of me wishes I really did.

We call each other friends,
but in truth…

We are little more than faceless names and numbers,
masked only in the facades we wish to show the world.

And still we share our stories.
Then, why? I think…

Everyone wants to […]

By |August 10th, 2011|Poetry and Prose|

The Sound of Snowflakes Falling

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words are sometimes shallow
raindrops dancing vainly on mirrors

words are sometimes deep
ashes sleeping beneath a riverbed

but oftimes words are just words
snowflakes falling on the sea

By |August 1st, 2011|Poetry and Prose|

Inspired by Halo’s 343 Guilty Spark A.I. (No, Just Kidding)

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what is a spark
two worlds colliding
the birth of a flame
a star’s final moments

what is a spark
an idea
a prayer
a beginning

By |July 4th, 2011|Poetry and Prose|

Sometimes the greatest storms are the ones inside of us

glass flower

a beauty so enticing
yet so frail and fragile

reaching out in yearning
wanting to know
longing to feel
just the feathery touch of a finger
but that alone might shatter the dream

facing a storm of fear and regret
she stands at a precipice
like the tear on the corner of her eye
waiting to fall but forever unable

trapped between a moment of […]

By |June 9th, 2011|Poetry and Prose|

One Large Half and Half, Plus A Dark Chocolate and White Chocolate Cookie.

Here’s an experiment that sprung from the question, “Can one really, accurately, define true beauty without describing ugliness? I realized immediately that the resulting theme alludes to the Yin and Yang entities, and thus decided to make this shorter than originally intended. I wanted to write a little bit more, but it was quickly turning […]

By |May 20th, 2010|Poetry and Prose|

Self Destruction: Good for poetry. Bad for reality.

You can keep punching a brick wall with your bare fists until you don’t feel it anymore, but that doesn’t mean you should do it. It might make for some good poetry brainstorming, except that it’ll be hard to write or type anything afterward.

please hurt me

give it to me
stab me
set me on fire
i need it. […]

By |May 19th, 2010|Poetry and Prose|

At the bottom of a deep well of anger, there is great sadness.

Which is scarier – Piecing together the jumbled fragments of a nightmare and looking at the finished picture? Or knowing that something so dark and morbid came from inside your own head?

delirium

the world is rocking to and fro
am i shaking or is it the walls moving
i don’t know

i can’t feel my hands
i can’t feel my […]

By |May 19th, 2010|Poetry and Prose|

Who’s The Crazy Guy On The Piano?

I’m curious as to what I look like when I’m playing the piano while deeply immersed in a song (though not all that keen on actually seeing it). This next piece reveals a part of that image, but it probably doesn’t come close to the full picture. I imagine it’s quite a strange scene. O_O

This […]

By |December 22nd, 2009|Poetry and Prose|