small collection #1

The act of reading and writing poetry is a growing plot of land within my life. Each “small collection” post will feature two of my own poems with complimentary senses.

All of this
All of this, perhaps
quite unusual in its
simplicity of motion
despite omissions and sentiments

Deep in my mind shines your light,
deeper still darkness reigns
I’ll tread and explore
without sinking from a heavy heart
breath quiver to steady.

There are words that cannot be written.
Paths born with every exchange
extend an endless story,
sleeping and waking
by loyal momentum.

One learns far away
One learns far away
and brings it near.
They swim in the heart,
gathering longer, longer
breaths, these moments –
spilling from
mouth and fingers.
They stay close out of
Until, submerged
and drowned in new
A rebirth of the smallest scale.


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