Poem: Mirrored Fences
Why do we withhold good from others? How do patterns of thinking become cages without our noticing? Self-absorption and liberation are the subjects of this poem.
Poem: An Oak in a Pergo Forest
When is silence maturity and when is it complicity? What does it look like to
love your enemy when you see them in the mirror? Where do you plant your feet
when everything seems to be shifting? These questions are the subject of this
poem.
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An Oak in a
Muted
Despite all that is right and good in this world, we carry a nagging itch that even the best stuff in life won't last forever—at least in its current state...
Poem: Escape Velocity
Poem: 'Emergency'
There's so much happening in the world that it can feel a bit overwhelming at times. More and more I find myself just sitting in our living room with the lights off just staring blankly ahead as I try to process the day. This poem was tonight's exercise in processing.
Poem: 'Exhale'
I've read some thought-provoking poetry lately and am beginning to appreciate
the medium again. I also haven't written any in ages and am just now remembering
how well it helps me meditate on life's details. Hello, poetry.
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Exhale
Bunk bed chatter
House fans