Weariness grabs my soul
Dragging eyes downwards
Below my stride, footsteps
Striking quietly upon
Concrete, stone, pedestrian
Elements of suburban life.
Author: Carl Setzer
A blogger blogging from just north of Seattle.
Dusk
Sunlight flows downwards
Colors washing mountainsides
Red domination.
Possibilities
I cannot explain
The depths of my heart
Nor can anyone clearly.
Perhaps that’s
What’s meant by
“We’re alone”.
Yet, when we go
Deeper than words
Touching souls becomes
Possible.
Threadbare
We’re worn thin
Drifting through miles
Of mediocrity.
Gurgling though such
I found myself resting.
Riding upon the camel
Of my dreams.
Vertigo
Though I remain still
My sense of motion remains.
Body’s cruelty.
Change
Isn’t it amazing
How destructive
Change can be?
Temperature fluctations
Can shatter the
Incredibly strong.
Radical variations in
Speed rip apart the
Strongest of machines.
Humanity often needs
Such violence. Bringing
About radical new social
Orders, birthing freedom
From history’s wretched
Injustices.
Thoughts on collective horror
Eyes turn as one,
Moving gaze upon
Wretched scenes of
Mammoth misery.
Our breathes gasp
Together, at once,
Gathered as one
Into a collective
Expression of horror.
Love
My sadness filled days,
Floating gently away now
I’m blessed with good friends
Risking Connection
Daring to connect
To talk, touch, love.
Riding the embrace
Of human connection.
Perhaps feel humiliation’s
Terrible burn, of hearts
Betrayed, of confidences
Flung open into the wide
Abyss of public view.
Cruelty amassed.
Fearlessly facing such,
Diving headfirst into dark
Mist must seem mad
Yet, it’s the realm of vulnerability
Where real love becomes
Manifest.
Into Nothingness
Dreams burn into dust
Smoke and destruction raging
Into the nothing