Poetry is a mosaic of beautiful words God scatters into the air. It falls to us to gather the pieces and shape them as God intended.
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Just Silence
Tactile wordsA feeling absurdAs I cannot readJust noise that I heard Grey lives matterA black…
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Such is Life
Such is lifeSomehow, progressingJust a single path to followStep, step, step, mindlessNo beginning, no endA…
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Cosmic Games
Far beyond the distant horizonA realm past the setting sunWhere the stars collide with the…
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Once Upon a Needy Time
Once upon a needed timeAs I question the dark and the lightI open myself to…
An empty man sits with his coffee and confronts the absurdity of life and writes poetry.