“When will I have a place to put all this painful love?
Blue Skies (and the Mule Man)
A poem from the book “The Universe Inside Her II: A Book of Unsorted Poetic Letters”
Phantasmagoria: Part 2
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Little Sprout 🌱
“…So fresh and green, little sprout, some day you’ll grow and spread about…”
…and there she stood upon my doorstep
in all her icy glory.
Updates on continuing and publishing the series!
No one believes me until they see it.
They romanticize me until they are the one walking away…
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An excerpt from a poem taken from the in-progress work, “The Universe Inside Her II: a book of unsorted poetic letters”
It is you, Black Rose, whom God searches for to find, to love, to bring home and water. Black Rose, do not let the red roses fool you, their grandeur is nothing that matters to God. He cares not for perfection; he cares for the trampled.
He finds those who have been pushed aside and brings them into his inner circle. He homes them and adores them.