Another day without tears

A tempest raging within the soulLife’s burdens boundless on the mindBegging for clarity on things to comeWishing once more when wisdom is goneDesiring things with emotional depthAnother day without tears One waits at the abyssWill the deep speak again?Nothing emerges from those spacesSilence tortures the hearerThrow it again into the voidAnother day without tears When … Continue reading Another day without tears

Words for The Void

Words that no one will read,Lifelessly waiting for their reader to appear.The author’s intention is now long past,Such words await the consumer’s grasp.Tucked away in forgotten pages,Meaningful words that others fail to see.No one to enact what was written,Powerful voices remain silent forevermore. Words that inspire and bring hope,Begging to be released from their chains.Lost stories … Continue reading Words for The Void

The postmoderns were right

The postmoderns were right.There are no great plans or grand narratives.Nothing that suggests purpose or clarity.We’re all just muddling through the mire.Befuddled wanderings masked as intent.Where are you going? Where am I?Here, there, likely nowhere.The great plans don’t seem to be working.I don’t know where I’m supposed to be.No one else does either. Time to … Continue reading The postmoderns were right