I find myself thinking about magic As I drive on the streets of this little city I find myself wondering what is real If anything I dream in my sleep Heavy Complex Circuitous dreams When I wake it feels as if I’ve worked something out Solved my own unknown mysteries And when I wake Maybe […]
I was thinking of majesty And opacity and weight Very heavy weight And then I was apart from me and myself That was just a beginning
I struggle with reality I try hard to infuse meaning Into what seems meaningless I know that there is love and beauty But love can fade Love can crumble Love is sometimes just a lie And beauty grows old and then dies Struggling is a waste of precious time But it at least keeps me […]
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I’d like to write a poem about my feelings about my struggles (such that they are) about my everyday and every night I’d like to put words together in a pretty way with wit, rhyme, rhythm, meaning, metaphor, simile and other devices things I learned in Mrs. Greene’s 11th grade English class That was my […]