Avoidance of Actuality: A Poem

Although legends falsely claimed ostriches bury their heads to avoid danger, they actually do this to arrange their eggs which are buried underground. However, their practice continues to be a great illustration for avoidance.

how it all ends

thoughts of that are simple

and perfection is the dream

but is most impossible

the actuality is so difficult

tying the end to the beginning

and the unavoidable rift in-between

teeming with action and decision

exhausting change and busyness

nothing’s done as fast as time races

in a blink the world has grown

and yet, I have not

Does anyone else have this problem or feel in a similar way at times? If not, do you have any advice? I know that this something that I have found I seriously struggle with, and there are many factors involved with it. Let me know what you think in the comments, and thank you so much for reading!

10/31/19

Inside my window: A Poem

I knew that you could see it too

since I wasn’t far from you

the sky gray as the wind blew

just from out my window

it wasn’t something new

seeing you passing through

but the distance between us grew

as I waved behind my window

the storm quieted as it brewed

and I was only someone you knew

from here I watched the view

trapped inside my window

10/15/19

Time: A Poem

Pocket watch

it doesn’t have an start

or an end to claim

yet there is never enough

this merciless continuity

that brings us to our stagnancy

intimidates our motives

burdens our existence

in using and finding

more time

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