Poem: steely gorges – 10/11/21

bombastic the moment is fantastique when I shudder with deep peace it’s overall amazing but consequences consequences of this goddamned show pantomime the pleasure, suffering, will I watch it go? I acknowledge it is worthy of being much adored the events forthcoming unexpected yet awaited something silently asked, yearned for it’s inherently palatable this desire we can call home but indulgences in memorandum are dangerous won’t we desire them less? No, let the heart roam. [...]

Poem: striving – 07/11/21

striving my mission is pure, Seer’s blood I am sure, entitled to breathe in and relax because I am laying, stress-relived upon my back, there’s nothing left to say except this, I cannot stress enough the importance of wanting to remain, to be the best in life that I can be, pity those who care not for life, who do not accept it as something to be cherished, loved, adored, too. [...]

Poem: Growth – 31/10/21

sit and contemplatewhat is there to knowwhat is there to sharefrom what has been sownso much knowledgeexperience but they alllay in the pastmoving forwardsearching for moreexploration, positive at lastgrowing each daythere’s no need to turn to dismayfor moments of yesteryears areexactly thatand improvement, well, what is there to fear?I can grow exponentially if I only [...]

Poem: To Adjust – 20/10/21

To isolate, but willingly, set aside myself from that once-hurried life, is something rightfully required, and I know this as such. To work on myself – self-improve, take the time to relax, not always be ‘at it’, the social butterfly, no longer me. I am repetitive, yes, but it’s to do with my training, the ability to wash over myself affirming words every morning. [...]

Poem: Seek – 16/10/21

The territory is brave, I watch the illustrious gloom bloom in its cave, a cavern of intent, through darkness, plain to see, motives growing as we both live and breathe. What was meant for this cause? Shall I ponder deeply, for longer, as I struggle through doors, of questions, no answers, each pathway needs a potential ending which I shall never see. [...]