Category Archives: Poetry
Glossa Guru Glossing, Glowing, and Growing
Iso, please teach us.
The master of Great Equal.
Accompany us.
Give to us the same to all.
Render out complete justice.
Hésuchazó, come.
Tranquil guidance from the night.
We seek not to fight.
Signum Ex Nihil, Lux Ex Sententia
Completeness has to include lack thereof. Often, it is the steps between, and the travels toward, that fill up the content of our lives. Satisfaction may be appreciated in moments of silence and isolation. The space between particles, principles, and people helps define us.
Elymas Bar-Kim
I know people who put their faith in a man claiming to be a prophet. When people give away their personal relationship with God to follow someone wicked, it’s tragic. I won’t name names out of respect for all parties, but I will say this: Critically think; deeply engage with the divine; and always judge self-acclaimed holy people by their fruits.
Paravanes in my Veins
I decided to write a poem that’s different than my usual syllable-based stuff. This is a ballade (not to be confused with a “ballad”). The rhyme scheme is A-B-A-B-B-C-A-B-A-B-C for the first 3 stanzas and A-B-A-B-C for the last stanza (the envoi). The theme may be considered political to some. The beauty of poetry is that it could mean anything to anyone.
Truth Can Be Simple
I created all but one image in MS Fresh Paint. The exception is the featured image, which I made in MS Paint. As always, I hope that you enjoy consuming my poetry.
Convergence
I typically always do the same thing for my poetry: 5 haikus sandwiched between 2 tankas. But I decided to mix things up by changing my format. This is 4 stanzas with 8 syllables for each line.
The Cool Air
Sometimes your head gets heated and you just need some cool air to refresh your thoughts. There’s no dishonor in taking a few moments for yourself. So sit back, relax… and chew on this poetry and abstract images that I made.
Mirrors that light talks to and laughs
I’ll leave the interpretation up to you. That’s my favorite part of poetry: It’ll take on new life. Our ideas interact.
Entropic Kneading
I created all of these images with MS Fresh Paint. For this poetry, I meditated on the tension of the world. It felt like a spring wound up that wanted to uncoil. I try to express that in the images and words. And as always, I hope that you enjoy: