SeepingWater
Rises
From
Unseen
Crevices,
As
My
Socks
Squish,
Seeking
Relief
The
Water
Recedes
Revealing
Filled
Emptiness
© tales0397
SeepingWater
Rises
From
Unseen
Crevices,
As
My
Socks
Squish,
Seeking
Relief
The
Water
Recedes
Revealing
Filled
Emptiness
© tales0397
Posted in Poetry, tagged Faith, Life, Other, Surprise on April 24, 2016| Leave a Comment »
The Common
unites
others
uncommonly
as all-knowing
eyes
gazed
into
steady
stalwart
hearts
to rescue
adversity
weakened
minds and bodies
from
the grasp
of
hopelessness’s
outstretched
hands
© tales0397
Posted in Poetry, tagged Egotistical, Opposition, Other, Vainglorious on February 14, 2016| Leave a Comment »
Familiar Voices
Turn
Away
Views
Of
The
Other
On
Similar
Journeys
Through
Valleys
Toward
The
Garden
© tales0397
Posted in Poetry, tagged Life, Other, Pride, Success on December 19, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Ignorant Ego
Attacks
UnConfronted
By
The Unknown,
Breaking
Hopeful
Moments
Of
The
Other
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Posted in Poetry, tagged Faith, Fear, Life, Other on August 29, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Calm
Fills
The
Heart
As
Pain
Pushes
The
Mind
To
What
Was
Not,
Giving
Each
New
Moment
Layered
Meaning
© tales0397
Posted in Poetry, tagged Death, Life, Other, Pain on February 23, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Junkyard
Carcasses
Litter
The
Open
Field,
Each
With
A
Lost
Memory
Of
The
Other,
As
I
Turn
My
Key
One
Last
Time
To
The
Off position
And
Walk
Away
Crying
©tales0397
Posted in Poetry, tagged Life, Love, Other, Pain on February 23, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Anger
Streams
Through
The
Room
As
The
Other
Listens
To
Venom
Felt,
Whilst
Peering
Through
The
Glazed
Eyes
Of
A
Wounded
Soul,
Feeling
Something,
Understanding
Nothing
©tales0397
Posted in Poetry, tagged Face, Identity, Mystery, Other on January 29, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Water
Reflects
Briefly
Beneath
The
Image
Of
Fixed
Faces
In
Time
When
The
Other
Is
Recognized
Again
As
A
Stranger
©tales0397
Posted in Poetry, tagged Confidence, Love, Other, Strength on January 14, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Weary
Limbs
Trek
Through
The
Incomplete
Morass
Of
Being
Repeatedly,
Encountering
The
Other
Over
And
Over
Finding
Strength
©tales0397
Posted in My Thoughts, Poetry, tagged Change, Life, Other, Pain on January 4, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Glad to see I’m not alone out there. Real change is a great opportunity for self reflection and service. It’s messy and you have to be all in. Thank you for sharing these thoughts.
When I was young I wanted to have an impact on the world.
I went through different stages of how I would want to accomplish this task. While going through my blood disorder I wanted to become a doctor, after that I wanted to be in a famous band, and after that I wanted to do something in politics.
I dreamed of changing the world, but I could barely get a handle on my own life and the world that surrounds me, never mind the world at large.
With the coming of the new year I finally feel like I have positioned myself to impact the world on a scale far past anything I have done in the past.
In my dreams I always imagined this point arriving much sooner, but I had a lot of lessons to learn up to this point. Changing the world may seem out of…
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