Reach for the stars


i have no friends-
yet, i have many
i am alone;
on this side of my world

would anyone know(?)
if i left(land and ventured)
to the depths unknown?

my eyes, well at loss of life;
and greatness, in hearts
who love on >>>>

our last breath – (here,
a wayfaring voice)
seared into friend’s
soul; forever remembered

sinews tied tightly
through inter(net) connections,
ethereal places
embracing invisible faces

birthing, unorthodox relations
sewing together,
soul-moving palpitations
pumping life through poetical
manifestations –

a cycle of life,
consumed in its wanderlust!
(WE) travel on,
places unknown, trembling
wondering, will anyone,
remember words left traveling
behind, by a wanderlust soul;
who ventured onto new journeys
(leaving this world behind-
saturated in the minds of faces,
hands, eyes, never seen)

legacy left in small;
pockets of earth,
mystifying creation’s dreams,
how could life(?)
leave such galactic impressions,
upon those whom we’ve never met –

though, i am friendless,
i am with multitudes of friends;
if i am not remembered,
their memory lives on in(through)words –
waiting for the universe,
to call upon another wayfaring soul,
stepping onto uncharted stairs …

and they hear!
sounds of tickling letters,
clinking together syllables –
the trails of voices who sing,


I am processing, this is a mixture of thoughts, images, and gathered words I found hidden on my desktop.


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7 Responses to Contemplation

  1. annotating60 says:

    Your words stagger under the weight of the good bones you have here. I realize that this was a composition of notes found. Step back from it and try to make it the excellent poem it could be about your feelings. >KB

  2. Morgan says:

    a fabulous, melancholic beginning…

  3. Deep! and breath-taking poem.

    I can relate so much about not having friends and being in an unknown worlds.

    Greatly written.

    P.S I just posted a new blog. Please read it; its my true story about me being bullied.

    • Thank you Charlie! I read your post and commented, it was painful in many ways because I hate knowing that you went through such horrible situations. It hurts and is close to my own pain, but I am glad that we have connected on the internet world – I like knowing that I share “other”worlds on this planet with such a fabulous individual! 🙂

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