You steal my breath,
as I borrow your words
You fill my eyes,
as I empty my fear
Your heart beats in my chest,
as it breaks in my soul
You begin where I end
—symbiosis reborn
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
On My Writing
I write the first draft,
and paint the second
But the third draft
—I get to sing
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
His Voice To Call
The Crucifixion self-endowed,
the greatest of all men
His death then chosen, not denied,
message not forsaken
His torment was a sacrifice,
an offering to all
Our souls to rise through bread and wine
—his voice again to call
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
From ‘The Book Of Prayers’
The Inferno
Life is memory
Art is pain
Time a liar
—feed the flame
(Wayne Pennsylvania: May, 2019)
Kingston Mines
If all Philosophy
is a footnote to Plato
Then all Rock & Roll
—is but a tribute to the Blues
(Chicago Illinois: August, 1994)
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Wow! Great writes. I love the spiritual realities behind each of them. Truly deep and profound poems.
Thanks Tristan. My son is named Trystan (with a Y).
Great name...
Kurt
Kurt,
• “Symbiosis Reborn”
I’ve read this poem several times. Each time I’ve read it, the following interpretation (mine) keeps recurring...
I see two individuals reconnecting after an interrupted relationship! It seems that the one who’s speaking craves for that interrupted relationship to be whole again!
I enjoyed reading each word...and while reading, I thought about its relatability!
Quite interesting...to say the least!
~Laura~
Nice take! Thanks for reading.
My pleasure!🤗
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