Pain
Pierces
Inward
To
a
Center
Not
Adrift,
Stripping
All,
Thrusting,
Tearing,
Taunting,
the
Tortured
whose
Sparkle
in
Uncharted
Depths
Never
Extinguishes
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Posts Tagged ‘Other’
Sparkle
Posted in Poetry, tagged Love, Other, Patience, Recovery on April 13, 2014| Leave a Comment »
Shadow Boxing
Posted in Poetry, tagged Anger, Despair, Other, Work on October 14, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Beings
Lurk
Loudly,
Shouting
Down
My
Spirit,
Crushing
Life,
While
I
Fight
Back,
Boxing,
Swinging
Exhausted
Through
Darkness
Forever
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U-Turns
Posted in Poetry, tagged Life, Other on May 19, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Weighted
Shoulders
Wearily
Walk
Along
Well-worn
Cobbled
Paths–
Burdened
Broken
Bleeding
Bodies
Finding
Solace
In
The
Journey
With
Others
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That One
Posted in Poetry, tagged Other on April 14, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Muddy Trails
Posted in Poetry, tagged Life, Other, Trap, Travel on April 7, 2013| Leave a Comment »
My
Gift
Of
Tongues
Tied,
Speaking
As
Another
Distant
Parted
Shattered,
Trapped
Seeing
And
Separated
From
Home
eMoving
Posted in Poetry, tagged Bonds, Friends, Home, Other, Travel on July 13, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Quiet
Hallways
and
Vacant
Rooms
Remember
Full
Hearts
Touching
each
Other
in
the
Absent
Moment;
the
distant
Shell
Now
Echoes
Emptiness
as
Life
pulls
All
Further
into
the
Ether
Blessed Loss
Posted in Poetry, tagged Life, Other, Pain, Recovery on June 17, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Excitement
Rushes
Through
Tingling
Limbs
Alive
And
Alert
Flowing
Against
The
Current
Of
Time
Until
A crash;
Wishing
For
More
The other
Finds
Only
An
Empty
Bottle
Wind
Reminds
The
Soul
As
Neighborhoods
Whiz
Past
The
Other,
Every
Tree
Eventually
Runs
Out
Of
Rings
Broken Mirror
Posted in Poetry, tagged Other on April 23, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Anger
Seeps
Like
Syrup
From
Abandoned
Trees
Collecting
In
Leaking
Buckets
Bursting
As
The
Other
Reflects
Carpetbaggers
Posted in Poetry, tagged Other, Pain, Travel, Work on April 17, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Walls
Go
Up
And
Down
While
The
Mortar
Is
Still
Wet
Breaking
The
Backs
Of
The
Bricklayers
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