An abstract face resembling a skull

Hug Me, I’m Scarred

~Poetry~ Written for Wordy Weekend Prompt #5 over at Caffeinated Philosophy My parents never did hug meFar too scarred from their own parentsWho were also far too scarred from theirsAnd so the wounds pass down ad infinitumNow I too show the scars deep withinHidden beneath the layers of talesCarefully laid over and over to coverA million stacked lies told one by oneBrick by brick the wall is built … Continue reading Hug Me, I’m Scarred

Cat and dog share space while looking opposite

Fell Hard

~Poetry~ Even the worst dayIt simply just melts awayAll from what you say I do not know whyNor how so, Though I do knowThat much I say true More than a feelingMore than a thought or ideaMore than a saying It’s a thing maybeThough it has no form, no shapeInfinite and free It’s that which I giveThat which flows between we twoI cannot yet say … Continue reading Fell Hard

The north star shines over a lake

Haiku Handful #11

~Poetry~ Though Lost Forever Cherished You are the north starBrighter than all the night skyPointing the way home I am not sure whatThough am grateful that tis soYou like what you see I plucked a stoneLike you, blue and beautifulHold it to remind Kings and lords be notWorthy of such a preciousTime bestowed to me From your hands to mineThe most precious gift passesForever cherished … Continue reading Haiku Handful #11

A young man symbolically cuts his throat; abstract art

Civilization Is Barbaric

~Poetry~ Time and time again provenWritten in our histories bloodShed again and again our kinWalls built of the body’s deadTowers of babel again rise upAlways falling under its ownBuilt on a weakened foundationSlavery, greed, deceit, hatredA desire to hold god’s own willAnd wield it as if a great weaponIn our ignorance point it at godWe desire your power! Yield to usSlitting our own damned throatsCondemned … Continue reading Civilization Is Barbaric

Abstraction of two parallel trees one in negative, one positive.

Infinite Cycle

~Poetry~ There is a certain inertiaA force to drive all existenceAt times quite apparentAt times impossibly subtleIt’s the day and also the nightThe heat and so too the coldIt’s our lungs as they rise and then fallOur hearts as they push our blood in and outIt’s the very life and eventually even the deathIt’s the beginning and it’s the endWithin these parallels, we exist bound … Continue reading Infinite Cycle