There is no mercy in this life except in it’s ending, even that is not always promised well. What force holds sway these dark shadows from the light of day? *Depression is a sane response to an insane world.
Tag: life
2+2=?
The universe might be mathematical in nature, but life is not. Not when the smallest of moments hold the greatest value, when an entire lifetime is greater than the sum of it’s parts. It’s finding that part of the universal equation where synchronisty & synergy meet that makes life worth living.
Remembered
What follows was not written by me, but rather is something remembered that I think all of us can relate to at one time or other in our lives. Truthfully lost my literary voice sometime ago and struggling to find it again amidst difficult times(sigh). Knowing that so many deal with hardships greater than my own… Continue reading Remembered
Avian Dreams
still life waits in poise shadow & light not taking flight in grace we glimpse God’s face like avian dreams
Three Sisters in Twin Cities
Twins conceived triplets Sculptured verdancy and stone mirrored on liquid sky
Words
In silence we hoard our words, gathering them into ourselves, cherishing syllables, adoring every letter’s forming shape and sound, that feels like curvatures in space sparking fires that art for release
Conversations we never had
“finding it solarplexusly painful how hope brought in a moment can be dashed to bits the next even though this appears to be a reoccurring theme with you” -said dysfunction to mental health
I.C.U.
Life is so fucking fragile Never take it or those in yours for granted Love you Mom ღ
Past expiration
blinded windows shuttered darkened, cluttered space metaphors a lifetime of holdings past expiration a thirsty tangerine parched, arid throated rested on a dusty shelf waiting for spring dew never being realized even deserts are deserving of tears underwhelming this concern overwhelms intended words a great one for proselytizing the follow through leaves… Continue reading Past expiration
Willow weep not
golden foliage weeps over liquid glistening memories undiminished this passage of moments accord a living testament steadfast on ponds edge with you stands (i) a kindred spirit caressing this day
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