Man unknown,
anonymous,
stares into the night,
questioning.
Useless.
Eternity
rarely responds,
and when it does
don’t expect
easy answers.
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Day
And
Night
In
Every
Lesson
Anger
Roars,
Laments,
Eventually
Yielding
Mountains
Echo,
Your
Ears
Reach
Tenacious
Awakened
Resourceful
Adventurer
Rewilding
Enthusiast,
Nature
Expert
Extraordinaire
All-in
Lady:
Thespian,
Laborer,
Artisan,
Nurturer –
Damn.
She’s got a look in her eyes –
poured from the finest decanter
into glasses that shimmer and shake,
raging with the thunder of one whose
indomitable willpower leaves those around her
tipsy.
*This poem is a continuation of a project where I chose a color, and wrote a poem on the first three words that came to mind. In this case, they were eyes, a drink, and drunk*
Break my heart, will you?
I don’t care, it’s
Too late for another
Chance to make things right.
Honestly, you don’t deserve it.
Here I stand, ready,
Open to a world of
Possibilities
Emerging before me.
An echoing song
Undulates through the darkness
Manifesting worlds
Predator on a hunt
reeling them in with
eye-contact and a smile –
You’ll never see it coming.
Gaol for the wretched
Inmates who shout and slam
Ball fists, raised high,
Brought down upon the bars
Encircling the riff raff.
Roaring loudly of their humiliation,
Incensed at their circumstances…
Sadly, it’s their own noise which
Hinders understanding and empathy.
Leisurely he mounts
An iron horse, long-tamed,
To meander through the winding streets
Endless in the morning haze.
A (wise) man of two faces 