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Notes from the Abyss
It's been said that poetry is a history of the human soul.
What stories will our souls share?
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Masculinity isn’t
For all sons seeking to be men: Men are tough, men are strong, We can work hard all day long. Men are also gentle, men are kind—...


The space to bloom
Though our thoughts may cast people as foes, And whisper of harm hiding in shadows, When given the space, People show their best face,...


An ode to children
A return to innocence, that’s what we need, Not big houses, or cars– the symbols of greed. As soon as we think we’ve figured it out,...


Selfish
It’s selfish to be happy, or so I am told, the world needs go-getters, ambitious and bold. Improve the world, make a difference, it’s...


Searching in vein
Water flows like blood from a vein Always new, yet old just the same. Nature is the one who knows our true name. So why don’t I? Do I...


Beauty is everywhere
I used to think beauty could only be found at the tops of mountains, overlooking canyons, or along seaside waves. What a dreadful...


It Doesn’t Take Much
It doesn’t take much. The rustling of leaves, A cool summer breeze— Just the chirping of birds will put you at ease. A warm cup of tea on...


Celestial light
Wordsworth calls: There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me...


Stillness within
I sit by a lake, as I’ve done before, confused, Listening. Her surface, like glass- I can’t quite comprehend Where the water ends and...


The root of the problem
There is a tree within my grove whose roots run deep and wide. Entangled in heart’s hallowed cove, their knots pulled tight,...


Judgment
Judgment’s a tumor that clenches the chest. Benign when it’s weak, malignant at its best. It makes us feel good, lifts our ego up high,...


Civil War
A civil war rages on the battlefield of my soul, where light and longing trade their blows, and the air is thick with smoke. Each side...


The Cosmic Dance
To and fro my hands do sway. The dancers dance, the players play. I do not want to lose my chance, to honor this life of...
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