That Feeling.


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



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



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 🙂 .

CLOUDs (part 1)

CLOUDs (part 2)

CLOUDs (part 3)

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.



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




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

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