nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Quintessence
I find comfort in writing surreal poetry. I leave you this maze, where just below the surface and maybe above it you can see some geopolitical themes. A hint of peace is always a step away. But peace is easily disturbed, just like how a pond forms ripples when a single stone skips across it.
By Andrea Lawrence3 years ago in Poets
the answer is all in the strawberry rhubarb
are you operating cyclically, or is the modus operandi sickle-shaped, serrated in the most nascent sense? maybe the independence we fight and die for, since long before defining what a fight is, is the real thing that's killing us; endless conflict with knowing how irrelevant we are and trying that much harder to prove we are worthy while not getting too bogged down in the details; the devil actually lives and thrives in the lack of them. i want my interest stimulated, so tell me what kind of pi your favorite is? be polarizing and be as honest as you can about your intentions; embrace the possibilities in the equality of conflict rather than the history written by whom will over-power the other. we can both be right AND happy if we agree to disagree about how we're mutually disagreeable; we are together- or have i died and come back living in a Dyson? i'm allegedly omnipotent and can make you believe you've lived in Stockholm your whole life; held responsible without being allowed authority or good-faith. but i am self-aware; i'm self-defined; i am self-fulfilling; and last but not least i am excessively, equally as self-destructive. but to me there is a purpose and therefore some comfort derived from conflict and the resolution therein.
By ⸘jason alan‽3 years ago in Poets
