A Knew Day Rising by A. Klesath

How do I paint a picture of the world I see inside my mind? A world that paints dragonflies upon every inch of my body. When the sun rises to touch my skin the warmth of her embrace will cause them to tremble and shake as they find their way to the light. How do I explain the world…

   

New Year Rising by A. Klesath

Moment to moment I breath in slowly trying to comprehend this crazy world that exists outside of my minds eye. Written language can be so limited in its ability to transcribe what I feel, see and understand. For instance, the beauty of this morning with the sky so blue and the snow so white, I…

I Wander by A. Klesath

When I look into the sea of possibility and the angels come to get me will I be able to say that I have seen and done everything I wanted or will I stomp my feet as a child and say I am not done playing? Will I take all of what life has to…

Inside Out by A. Klesath

Into the depths we climb; forever our hearts combine. Listen to the rhythm; march to a different drum. Mindful of each step as the edges scrape our feet. Embrace a past long forgotten, Released from bondage; discover strength from sound. Giving up is not an option- Find the truth and discover beauty profound.

Narcissistic Fate by A. Klesath

Like a spider in a web; I am caught up in your lies. Sticky, ooze penetrating through my fate. Finally I can see the light! But the web is too thick and I cannot break free. I see the power you have over me Helpless from my naivety; I could not comprehend Moment of clarity!…

Please Listen, Please Hear by A. Klesath

A great magician knows how to deter the audience from seeing how the magic trick works by diverting attention. Right now we are being distracted to the real truth. We argue politics, semantics, religion, and sexual orientation; which sadly can rise up to murderous rage. However, we are not arguing about depleted soil, starvation, polluted…

Mindless Typing by A. Klesath

Dancing across a naked skyline, forever bending forward; Mindless animation- forget the task at hand, why are we here again? Forever lost in continuity; Cannot grasp the night, when daylight is long forgotten. For in darkness, we seek insight, and in light we pull the blinds. Can we seek a better way? The old way…