your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: chance, Charles Bukowski, conversational, death, defiance, fate, life
your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: chance, Charles Bukowski, conversational, death, defiance, fate, life
No touch or taste or smell, nothing to think with,
Nothing to love or link with,
The anasthetic from which none come round.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: aubade, death, Philip Larkin, rhyme, rhythm, unsettling
where the only present is presence,
a nothing that is everything stillness
yearns to inhabit…
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: death, mystic, philosophy, Richard Foerster