As I close my eyes--I conjure up--a bright n' warm Spring day, where I watch a grassy meadow roll--like the waves that churn the sea. And I spend time fawning over flowers beneath the canopy of a mighty tree, then while I sit there, budding blossoms bloom, to fill the air with their perfume. And … Continue reading An Ode to Spring
“He dozed off, into a dreamless oblivion, for what seemed like seconds but was in fact hours, and awoke hungover, the inner surface of his skull pulsing like a single, giant nerve being chewed by some ruminant animal.” ― Alex Shakar, Luminarium Mt. Victoria It was a warm, dark, late Summer night in Wellington, New Zealand. The … Continue reading One Memorable(ish) Night in Wellington, New Zealand
Daughter dear, I can feel you here. You have a long way forward but my end is near, And when I'm gone, release those fears, Let them wash away with that stream of tears. Let them wash away with that stream of tears... For you have tremendous strength in you, A capable mind and a … Continue reading Set Me Free
An intelligent looking man sits at the front of a classroom behind a desk. He’s framed perfectly in the middle, with a pile of novels to one side and a laptop to the other. He’s using the reflection in his monitor to straighten out the creases in his grey blazer jacket. Afterward, he combs back … Continue reading The Cure for the Writing Boor
"Capitalism is like fire: keep it under control and it will give you heat and light; leave it untended and it will consume everything in its path.” ― Billy Bragg Neoliberalism and Class Struggle One of my favourite classes in University has been Social and Political Thought because it's focused on important philosophers who've influenced the … Continue reading Neoliberalism and Class Struggles in Democracy
A big group of us were passing through a luscious valley. The trees were green, the birds were singing and there wasn’t a single cloud in the sky. The kids were boisterous and chasing each other around acting as satellites to our group’s gravity; for the children this was a beautiful day. Yet, for the … Continue reading A Trail Through the Valley
Darkness, Darkness, Darkness Drape nothing but black velvet before my eyes And hide me from the reality which I've seen before me. Creatures darker than the nights skies, With terrible glowing lenses through which they see. Ugly horrible things that prey upon the living, They tear the fleshy sinew clear from their bones. The blood … Continue reading Darkness, Darkness, Darkness
Where Shadows Cannot Reach (House of Heart) Without you I've become narrow. In your absence I've forgotten how to love and autumn is an ache beneath my ribs crumbling like my world the last time I saw you. I have captured your voice, reassembled it in my throat so as not to forget the … Continue reading Shadows and Reconciliation – Poetry Collab (Ft. Holly of House of Heart)
What love had built it had also destroyed Blocks fortified strong in mighty heart From whence lay not but an empty void And yet before true love could make its start Fate did separate myself and my sweetheart So down come those tumbling blocks we'd built Lying dismally dashed upon the ground apart Lost love … Continue reading Love As Fresh As A Morning Dew
Free-falling humans through the prehistoric, Arriving at the dawn of a bloodied Christ. Illuminate the esoteric and the metaphoric, Take notice if he really were just sacrificed, Hold on to hope, relinquish a heart dysphoric... Into the Dark ages, where our shadows never fell, Next challenged by the plague for delivery to hell... Hitler planned … Continue reading Faith In Humanity
Hello again friends, bloggers, and muses, The aim of Behind the Author was originally to learn from other successful bloggers and to share their advice with the rest of the word press community. With today's interview we're coming back to the subject of blogging and today I'll be speaking with a brilliant poet, artist, and … Continue reading Behind the Author – House of Heart
Just a few days ago, after a stressful day, while looking for answers to the problems which I didn't know I had... I came upon a simple truth beneath the luminescent glow of orange streetlights on that autumn night... What we or others think of ourselves does not and will never define us, the only thing … Continue reading We Are The Sum of Our Actions, Not The Sum of Our Thoughts
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, which me, that I see, is the clearest of all? The best of me that I choose to see, or the ugly me, that I hate to be? The one who hides inside of me, or the man I share so proudly? Less and less as these days pass can … Continue reading Mirror, Mirror, On the Wall
Break these heavy chains from off my wrists - shatter these restraints and burst my cysts. You've tied me down and pushed me 'round to act like a Queen who's been self-crowned. Days have passed living beneath your authority, democratically contributing to us as a minority. Just a present-being begging for equality, but with no … Continue reading The Mountain’s Peak
A blackbird soars silently through the thick of the great blue sky, Every evening collecting simple filaments for its regular roosts repairs, Every day the bird becomes witness to the homes of humans in its eyes, Every human displays a history beneath the space the fowl shares. A blackbird passes pleasingly peering into the lives … Continue reading The Black Bird Soars
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