Rowan Finley

Joined February 2019

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Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.

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What Is a Wallabaloo?
What is a wallabaloo? Is is like a kitten or a camel or a kangaroo? Is a wallabaloo kind of like a koala? Does it have bright colors like a mandala?
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Aboding Here Or There
Ocean rising and sky falling on fine face, not caring about living arrangements, just need enough headspace. Places to dream when everyone is awake,
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
How Vocal Will Change Your Life . Top Story - December 2020.
I have been writing articles and poetry on Vocal for over two years now and I started thinking just exactly how it has changed my life for the better. There are three main ways that writing for Vocal has changed my life that I want to share here. I believe that if you start writing for Vocal that your life will also be positively impacted.
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Journal
Prayers for Her (Pt. 13)
Heal all her infirmities. Heal all her internal organs. Heal her confined mind. Give her Your perfect peace.
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Prayers for Her (Pt. 12)
Father, Make her dance even in the storm. Make her dance with graceful form. Make her dance a new dance. Make her dance, heart for you, fullest romance.
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Back When Sleep Was a Thing
I reek of sleeplessness if such a thing has a smell it is funny when I think back to the days when I could sleep whenever I wanted and there were
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Undying Affections
I have a friend who always loves me no matter my mental state, he doesn't seem to care if I feel badly, or great. Such unconditional love, it's like no other,
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Many Feet Make Light Work
Many- - -Feet- - -Make- - -Light- - -Work Any- - -Greet- - -Take- - -Sight- - -Lurk Plenty- - -Fleet- - -Shake- - -Fight- - -Irk
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Extra, Extra, Forget All About It
Extra! Extra! Forget all about it! Is any of it true? Maybe, to a few. Newspapers are in the past. And so is the news.
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Lost Lovers
For a boat ride we'll go Nice...slow...steady flow... Mural water and sky blurred into one flesh Colors colliding, new sight afresh
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Why Can't I Seem to Weep?
When I cannot seem to weep, and the eye pellets fail to transpire. I sometimes wonder why, should I even aim to attempt a tear?
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
Speak Up
A kind word aptly spoken may be the very token that a single soul needed and pleaded for all through last night. Listen to such intuition and pay close attention to that still, tiny voice. At the end of the day it is your choice, yes. But, when you lay your head down on your pillow for nightly repose, will you swallow regret for not speaking up? Or, for not heeding your darling intuition? Whether you are in the darkest alleyway or Waffle House eating pancakes, make no mistake. Listen and heed, thereby doing yourself and others no ill misdeed.
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Humans