On the cusp of two worlds is where I feel my feet find traction. The austere way in which I see myself leaves no room to adjust. I feel as if I have blocked my way. When did they get so tall? At times I can see from a birds-eye view all that I am,Continue reading “Two worlds, a Canvas, And a Mountain Top.”
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From the Typewriter #5
People spend their entire lives Looking for the perfect moment When we’re children we dream of adulthood Looking for the future as if it’s gone somewhere without us One day we wise up, start forgetting the past, living in the now, and resolve to praying for the future In life we encounter conflict We wonderContinue reading “From the Typewriter #5”
Wasteland
Wandering through the desertWondering where I went wrong. I’m searching for somethingI always believed was there. Now I’m all alone in a dry and desolatePlaceSolitude seems to have become my onlyFriend Where do they all go in your time of need?Friends that is.They say they’ll be there, but when thingsGet thick they thin out. TheContinue reading “Wasteland”
Yours
Take me by the handLead me to my freedomIn return I’ll be foreverYoursWe were like oil and waterSeparated, destined never to unite. You came for me in darknessIn the light I was blindBut I adjusted in time One word from you changed my lifeIt’s all I’ll ever need
No Moon
Cold afternoon, warm coffeeReading on the porch while youWork.The sun hides behind clouds and the shade is eerily similar to darkness, cold and empty.That’s what the world without you would be, cold and emptyYou are everything that is bright and warm and happy.Without you there would be no sun and with no sun there isContinue reading “No Moon”
Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter #2
There I stood A mountain before me So big the shadow It seemed to swallow Earth whole I had a thought One of might proportions Yet small beginnings Faith the size of seeds Could crumble this mass In a moment confidence Welled up in my chest I spoke Down it came Light poured over meContinue reading “Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter #2”
Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter
People spend their entire lives looking for the perfect moment When we’re children we dream of adulthood, looking for the future as if it’s gone somewhere without us. One day we wise up, start forgetting the past, living in the now, and resolve to praying for the future. In life we encounter conflict, we wonderContinue reading “Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter”
Nate Melugin 