When you work hard to
Fish from the grace pool
And select an idea
That you tweak
On the finer ends
To bring into existence.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: ssilence
Dust.
When the dust settles
Will I be alive and well
To share the tale
Of how I ritualized
The writing process
In an attempt to find
Something I don’t know
Yet yearn for?
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: Sun-Seeker
To Be, Or Knot To Be…
Years of running
Head straight
Into a blockade.
Worth it, in retrospect,
As she whole-heartedly
Untied the knots
Crowding their tether.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: becauseIRnutty
Ink.
Pen and paper,
Accompanied by enough ink
To drown a mammoth sized chunk
Of my own pessimism.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: after-the-party
CLOUDs (part 4)
This happens to be the only series I have that shows how my writing has evolved over the years. Dating back to my pre-poetry era, I loved prose then, but yeah, things change; for the better in this instance.
(With the first part having been written in 2013)
I’ve made it a rule to post one part every year till I find what i’m looking for; Its been quite the journey so far 🙂 .
Lying idly
On the prickly green
Above me
Lies clouds in motion
An exodus drifting to
Who knows where.
For a second;
Just but a second,
My selective consciousness
Allowed me to imagined
That it was me
Leaving them
For somewhere better.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: Linkineos
Blue Skies.
A sense of longing
Contact took an eternity,
The virtual equivalent
Of locking lips
With the sky.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: Exhibit-The-Mad
Dusking And Dawning.
Encapsulated
By my own thoughts,
Systematically going through
Mistakes and achievements
That trap me
In a tug of war between now
And yesterday.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: dark-clauds
Space.
Allow me space
To sharpen my mind,
In isolation, rain outside,
Pen and pad.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: incredi
The Given Path.
Architects of our own path
In tandem, our initial
Foundation differs,
Much like the end result.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: damnengine
Tunnel Visionish.
Its through the Swiss-cheese-like-holes;
Analogy for the tunnels he sees
In her truth, while he looks through,
That he takes a look at
What he believes resides
On the other side,
Her lies.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: VexingArt
