Grace abounds as oceans roar Around my head, past wooden doors. They're all unlocked, the grace is free, Yet I live like it's unknown to me. Had circumstances left me blind And had the world been less unkind I might have known. But what's…
The love of wisdom is no love per se. It acts like dusty, passionless old tomes And gives no warmth of moonlit nights to they Who bade fair wisdom call their hearts her home. For rather, philosophe, you dwell on ink And put to death vitality and comb The nits…
I took the stars And bid them hush And wait for you In all your rush And make you sit And gaze upon Their glory--not The road you're on. I took the stars And not the sun For stars just glow And one by one They twinkle so;…
Persuade me to do something else Instead of giving in to this. Persuade me there is so much more Than future glory's witching kiss. Grant me peace against the fall Which comes when I am paralyzed And stir me up to passion's burn When fervor blinds…
The conqueror of new-found hopes and dreams, The banisher of self-accusing thoughts Has taken interest in me, it seems And shakes his head for armies I have fought. All battles I have waged this year or so Are not quite victories--I have not won. My fault lies in the truth…
I will not reach my best before I die. Perhaps upon my passing, I'll confer A greater worth to all my pen supplied And maybe one or two will be preferred By readers who come after. But not yet-- Oh no, I've miles to go before…
All I know is how I gave away The secret to the depths of my own soul. I meant to put it off another day-- I meant to make my heart your greatest goal. Alas! I gave you false and fleeting hope For I know not myself, nor how to…
I am an open piece of work--a slate. An empty one, and void of taint or spot. Come, gather round and empty out your hate And flinch or push aside, no I will not. Just as a tablet made of solid stone I am carved deep with words I did…