What a catastrophe
it would be If
I
were to discover
that
I
marked the
beginning
of
me,
myself,
and irrevocably
the end
of,
I.
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Call of Humility
Thursday, 3 September 2015
Humility is to try once more when you have failed
a million times already.
Humility is to keep believing, to keep dreaming, keep creating, because you are convinced
that the still small voice inside you
speaks truth.
a million times already.
Humility is to keep believing, to keep dreaming, keep creating, because you are convinced
that the still small voice inside you
speaks truth.
Lover's Dream
Thursday, 27 August 2015
For this week's Thursday blog post I thought of sharing a poem I wrote back in 2011. Incidentally, a photograph I took and fiddled around with on gimp sort of lent itself to my poetic expression.
Here's the poem:
Here's the poem:
Blind man’s bluff
Tuesday, 3 March 2015
Trying to hear your voice...
Fear’s the gunk
Stopping my ears.
Foreword
Friday, 27 February 2015
I write to you
a culture
who forgot to dream
who read
the Word
like dictation