All it takes

Is the right combination

Of precisely timed button presses

To put me on the threshold;

An Indeterminate state of madness,

Vacuum of uncertainty,

That feeds my obsession with

The black and white tapestry,

An intricate weave of code

That best defines

How I feel

And live my life.


– Original-Dante ©2016


Photograph by: KrzysztofJedrzejak


Daily Prompt: Epitome





She thought she was alone,

Yet the rain

Kept washing her tears away.

– Original-Dante ©2016


Photograph by: lumihiutale

The Platform (Part 1)

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And when you’d listen

To her voice escape as

Her lips parted

Dosing souls through vocals

That would hit the core

Like a defibrillator

Resuscitating minds,

Reminding you of a time

When you’ve never

Felt more alive.

– Original-Dante ©2016

Art by: tomatomatomato

Daily Prompt: Sing

Raining On Your Sunny Parade.


Sun and rain

Present in tandem,

Echoes of an argument ensue,

As the rain voices

Its unwillingness to yield

To the earth’s orbital controller,

With the hail crashing

Against my feet.


– Original-Dante ©2016


Photograph by: Sortvind

Choice And Consequence.


Abandonment by choice

Or through consequence?

It didn’t really matter,

Seriously, it didn’t

For the presence of others

Did more than cloud

Her way of thinking;

Like looking for a golf ball

In a foggy snow-filled field


By a plethora of

Ever straying perceptions.

Her cherished role?

Being the backdrop,

Her colorful personality

Radiating in the background;

Preferring her own company

Over the need of others.

– Original-Dante ©2016

Art by:  NanoMortis


Daily Prompt – Survival.


Every now and then

With every grip of the pen

I’m reminded of the art form

That is poetry.

An art shunned

In relative environments

A point of view

I liken to saw dust

Protruding on my shoulder,

I brush it off.

The survival of poetry

Has gone beyond the days

Of the achromatic overlay,

Painting pictures with words

Naturally with cross-over ability

Colorful ideas are portrayed.

With my mind and pen in hand

I fight to close the generation gap

To show otherwise indifferent individuals.

That the art is

By no means


– Original-Dante ©2016

Photograph by: BenHeine

Daily Prompt – Survival


The Dig.


Despite being in possession of

Her heart of gold

He couldn’t stop himself

From digging for more.

– Original-Dante ©2016

Photograph by: mj-magic

Let me find hope

Lovely poem by my friend Neha, check out her blog for some awesome poetry 🙂


Let me find hope…

In the gentlest of whispers,

which stops the  loudest of screams,

in the deepest of love,

where my heart can lean,

and find its way back from the darkest nights,

as I lay my mind, on the first morning light…

let me find hope.

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Daily Prompt – Hope.


Look no further

For a glimpse,

Of hope and direction,

As the sun

Does more than play a part,

In lighting the sky

With the most elaborate bonfire.

– Original-Dante ©2016

Photograph by: chevyhax

Daily Prompt – Hope




Your particular strain

Of grey matter

Being understood

By a significant other

Is by no means

The epitome

Of validation…

Accept yourself.

– Original-Dante ©2016

Photograph by: MGawronski

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