I want to create
Sunday, September 20th, 2009I want to make, to have, to hold, to shape, to love, to mold. I want to give and reach and find. I want to bend and stand and bind. I want to be and wait and try. I want to hope and think and die. If we think we’ll ever grab it, our delusions […]
On being sick
Monday, August 31st, 2009Sometimes we face tests in the form of gross sickness but to smile and to bless takes a weight off of your chest. At first I felt defeated; the answer was not greeted with the joy that it so needed, for I was too conceited and my soul call wasn’t heeded. This feeling is a […]
The dragon, the griffin, and the Phoenix
Monday, August 24th, 2009The road was treacherous. Broken. Thin… The straight parts crooked, The wide parts thin. The dragon of pride and the griffin of weakness clashed an epic tempest. I did not give in. Neither one could win. The dark and dreary, often weary, sometimes cheery — but always the parts that fear me — those chambers […]
I am a human
Thursday, July 2nd, 2009Because I am human I seem to perceive this life as just linear and “me” as just me because I am human I try to believe in words like, “I’m okay.” and, “please let me be.” because I am human the distance seems far between where we will be and already are because I am […]
A Poem (meta)phor Me!
Monday, June 29th, 2009The hunger pangs ache Sustenance is plentiful Why do I not eat?
Have Another Slice
Saturday, November 29th, 2008Hello World. I am sitting down on the last day of my Thanksgiving Break and have decided in an attempt to get back into the habit of regularly updating Rumbelow, I shall sit down and write a poem. Usually I edit and that sort of stuff, but this one is going to be for the […]
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