A feild of canola before sunset

Inspired By Fear

~Poetry~ Humanity has grown in fearMany millennia passed fightingOur very survival seemingly stakedUpon success of our strugglesTrials and tribulations servedInspiration for new technologiesAnd so too new problems madeThe serpent devours it’s own tailCyclical motion of spinning wheelsAround and around we goEach solution offers problems anewAll things though must concludeGrowth must always counter decayDeath we run from inevitably foundA life spent escaping rather than livingInspired by … Continue reading Inspired By Fear

A ruined landscape reaches out into smoky skies.

Foundations

~Poetry~ We have built our civilizationGrand and vast it’s spreadBuilt monuments to our greatnessSelf proclaimed superioritySo called in our great arroganceIgnorant of the true god of creationThe source of all that there isCall it as your preference castEvery title refers the same beingCreatorThat which put us into motionBreathed consciousness into usThat which set stars to night skyAnd paints each palette of colourIn every beautiful stroke … Continue reading Foundations

The sun sets on the open road as a woman looks on.

Road Whispers

~Poetry~ The road it calls my nameWhispers in my dreamsLose the cage, be not tameJust bursting at the seams Fly fly and don’t ask whyJust run while time is youngFor tick tock runs the clockMere moments and then you die Fools shout and call to stayFor safety here does resideIs it worth the price you payTo stay right here to hide So chase after what … Continue reading Road Whispers

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

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

Collapsed abandoned building amid snowy trees

Die Rich

~Poetry~ Those whom die richOften lived poorlyWithout meaningful wealthand so pursued thingsForever disappointedYet always hopefulThe next thing will doThat one thingTo make me happyI just have to find itIt’s out there somewhereMarriage, kids, the houseAnd then tooThe second marriageThe fast carThe bigger houseAll fleeting momentsLeaving in their wakeThy feeling alone, emptyFrustrated in disappointmentFor the wealth they seekCan never be so foundIn the things of the … Continue reading Die Rich

Portrait of a ghostly face without eyes

In The End

~Poetry~ Life humbles all in the endThe greater a prideThe greater a painTo witness all that wasUnderstood as meaningfulRevealed as illusionTo see one’s life passedHaving instead chased deathTo mistake the hungerAs the meal, so never satedA heartbreaking realizationMany make too late in timeWhen there’s no space leftTo simply allow life’s blossomFinding death has filled the voidAnd a freedom sacrificedFor a small pleasureOf light comfortsAnother strung … Continue reading In The End