Cold wetness seeps in.
Clothing’s heaviness intense.
Seattle’s winter.
Tag: poetry
Being Human
Funny humans,
The only part of this
Universe that flails
And rages, expecting
Full control of this
Immensity.
Meditation on Greatness
One cannot achieve greatness
Adhering to the status quo.
Mediocrity, numbing the
Quiet desperation, drifting
Through life barely creates
Fertilizer for poppies.
Night’s Comforts
In the night’s darkness
Sometimes I find strange comfort
Peace through self knowledge.
Via Negativa
I try responding
To negativity
By facing this rage,
Sadness, misery, and
Acting against it with
Compassion and love.
For water is what cools
Fire.
Ferguson
Violence doesn’t heal.
Tis a short term thing,
Self-inflicted grief
Building upon agony.
Simmering wreckage,
Quite close to home.
New destruction layered
Upon the old.
Gargantuan pachyderm
Calmly sits,
Ignored.
November’s Grace
Glancing upwards now,
A graying sky calming me.
Rain speckles my lens.
Migraine’s Doom
The pain
Is all
That I
Am
Weariness
Inspiration dry.
Exhaustion creeping throughout.
Gray skies crushing me.
Winter’s Breath
Air flows calmly down.
Teeth of winter’s brutal bite
Tranquil snows falling.