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Take heart, ye wayworn pilgrims on the road to finding out, who’ve braved the elements of fear, delusion, pride and doubt, and found on your long journey not a sole epiphany except that destinations often are illusory. Take heart, ye lovesick paramours who thirst for the divine, whose knees are raw from crawling through the…
I wish that I could still believe the lines that feed the young and nourish childhood dreams, the reassurance everything is fine despite the raging chaos it may seem. I wish the world would confirm to my will when I am sure the course the world should take, but what I want to move often…
One of the biggest personal challenges I face as a poet is striking a balance between form and function, or between pose and purpose. What I mean by this is that as an artist progresses in their technical ability, in their experience with the creative process, and in the journey of self-discovery that ultimately results…
Where am I bound, my feet underneath me touching the earth just one step at a time? When I have found my purpose for living will it be worth what I left far behind? What is the sound of an unanwered question reaching the silence in faraway ears? When I have heard it will it…
If I could in one word describe my road, without digression through its tangent routes or cataloging each and every node that might be seen were I to map it out, a single thing that clearly would detail both how the trail and I got to this place, despite the odds predicting I would fail…
The path that we’re traveling has today only begun. So don’t start unraveling, don’t think the whole race is run. To enjoy the adventure, we’ll take time with what we see, cast away old indentures and seek past what seems to be. Though each step seems surrender to some distant unknown goal, for our souls…
Winding down the dreary days that led me to this place Powers of suggestion leaving echoes on my face Lost in the sound of howling engines revved up for the race Standing on some lonesome corner trying to plead my case So many circles of color and sound Between the sky and this place on…