#1 - Hello poem

Inspired by a couple of friends, I’ve since taken to the idea of having a place where I can keep a working record of my thoughts, ideas, and feelings. A place to stretch and strengthen my own logical and prosaic mind, and a way for me to emotionally process things that would otherwise stay rattling around in my head. In other words, another tool for the toolkit.

This is also an exercise in being seen and having a semi-professional place to commune my thoughts with a power greater than myself - online. As a child of the computer era, I feel glued to this co-op of the human experience. Moving forward with this, I hope to refine and refurbish old writings for you, dear reader, as well as eventually share new work.

As it stands, I’m setting a goal to post once a month.

Here’s a poem for now. It’s untitled.

There was beauty in the woods, 

the unknown. I had 

forgotten

the sound of my boots 

asking each step,

“And then?” Answering

“We are all little godlings

crossing paths beneath the songs of birds

and meddling stars.”

I fantasize about a stillness,

like a waking memory 

surging out of the depths,

sifting through oceanic pressure

into unfiltered light.

Dreaming

the peace of Buddha 

in the smile 

of a departed friend.

Growing older, things to my side 

seem to grow smaller, or

is the world simply moving me

aside? My attachment

to the woods seems less mystical.          

The heart, for one, tends to shrivel 

without the pummel of the wind,

a drum to inflate it. 

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Till next time.