A poetry site.
(Just so you know I am not always Doom & Gloom)
Sunlight on gossamer wings
unfurled in iridescent glory
translucent lace reflections sing
script a simple story
Cool breeze sing a rapturous song
embued with joy and grace
alight before the day is gone
your beauty to embrace
Stoic Poetry
WordPress.com is excited to announce our newest offering: a course just for beginning bloggers where you’ll learn everything you need to know about blogging from the most trusted experts in the industry. We have helped millions of blogs get up and running, we know what works, and we want you to to know everything we know. This course provides all the fundamental skills and inspiration you need to get your blog started, an interactive community forum, and content updated annually.
All that has gone before
Is all that will ever be
Life, the spark, intervention
Never understanding the, “more,”
If one element is missing
We never were, could not be
The fifth, the unknown, hidden
The Grail searched, forgotten
I am here, why? Why bother
But I do know, not by chance
I feel it, creations story, life
I give thanks to my Father
No matter who he may be.
Stoic Poetry
As the fire fades, clarity surprises
The past examined, painfully
For what useful purpose?
Extinguished, only steam rises
Amends attempted, never given
A life of regret, a bitter commodity
Never convincing, nor sold
The growing want of being forgiven
Some remain, to still pierce
They try to explain the futility
Try to show a path out of this
But the fire smoulders still
The earth calls, wind grows scarce
Stoic Poetry
The passion burns, flaming
Seeking pleasure without limits
More, more, of everything
Never considering the cost
Wanting to win, without shame
On the rise there are no limits
I will take what I can get, more
Falling is never a consideration
Upward upon the wrong path
At any cost thinking it infinite
Stoic Poetry
A first breath taken
And I am here again
Arisen with a primal scream
Not yet knowing what it means
As I am born in pain
But I will discover the truth
This time, maybe
I will bide my time here
Watch, wait, and learn
If I must live to be eighty
As long as I have breath
I will search this life
Seeking to understand
In a world of turmoil
Destitution and mortal strife
Stoic Poetry
From whence I came
And to which I will return
Limitless potential
Given this living light
Which continues to burn
This alone is the gift
What is chosen is for me
Greed, avarice, anger, love
Free to choose for a time
Gifts for many refusing to see
Stoic Poetry
Eyes open slowly, cautiously
And I am still here
Nothing has changed
This was not the hope
I could not pull the dream
To remain there not here
I will eventually
Just not today
Stoic Poetry
If you are tired and alone
And can’t go on
Take my helping hand
I will always carry you along
I can see the damage
In that cold dark place
Look deep into my eyes
I will help carry that baggage
There is no need to hide
I am here beside you
When your shoes wear out
Upon my back you may ride
You are not so broken
That dank dark road
You now find yourself upon
Is not so long and unbroken
If you are tired and alone
And can’t go on
Take my helping hand
I will always carry you along
Stoic Poetry
In smiles lost along the way
there is sadness
of joy once known
almost remembered today
Shining brilliant in that moment
only then to fade
saved for a rainy day
moth eaten tatters to lament
Threadbare memories of a past
beyond patching
a twinge of regret
with nothing meant to last
Stoic Poetry
Veil this world
Under gossamer
Sparkling flowers
Blossom overhead
Dust of ages
Bear witness
Eternal, unmoving
The Guff of all
Stoic Poetry
