Since you’ve been gone
I’m avoiding words
Most of all poems
Can’t wrap my hand around a pen
And advocate the heavenliness of love
When I’ve been forcefully converted
To a sad poet by its forsaken desires
i breathe it in
soak in its turbulent waves
thankful for every ache
what a remembrance!
to know that i’m here
that i am still of this Earth
So maybe I haven’t eaten since you left
And you’ve been gone for seven weeks
Though right now I’m trying to focus on
The mathematical side of things
Two negatives make a positive
By Benjamin Grossman & Amber (DiosRaw)
In a world pregnant with temporary encounters, yet enteral knots, in a world that romanticises and philosophises the abstracts of next lives and alternative universes we dispose in the now.
Every second is some form of a small tomorrow, every passing moment part of the long, long past. The path to the future is paved with repetitions, whether light or dark.
Eternally knotted cyclical patterns betwixt the comedy and tragedy of every breath of air ever taken by souls; likewise every drop of water consumed yet synergised. If only I could take your hand and disseminate to you the Divine plan simultaneously existing in the eternal.
If only … we could samba through the bosom of the storms, cross the space between distance and time, shuck our stranger status, or baptize ourselves in patience’s perfume. Then perhaps we could return to our primordial states, remember the superiority of our ancient nonphysical forms.
In a parallel universe, ancients crouched side by side, chuckling that in some other life they are apart. Ancestral roots, the thread may stretch and tangle, yet never to break with elasticity pinging all order from chaos into being. My lips swerve with the rhythm of your lineage of words flowing through this vessel, the tongue caressing each morsel of wisdom whilst antiquated DNA rides the veins.
I connect to all existences through your umbilical cordage. You are the dawn of entanglements, the prelude to love, the one and only starting point; and I become inseparable from these essences by being enfolded in your spiritual domain.
I had a blast working with this poet! She has so much depth and spirit in her words, and she has a very thought-provoking blog that you can find here: DiosRaw. Make sure you check it out and follow her if you haven’t already done so.
By Benjamin Grossman & Ace
I am the birth of the Universe
Spiraling through my soul
I am a galaxy becoming whole
Beyond this life and evermore
A solar system of wombs
A star creating many homes
A heartland that eternally ascends
An emotion that will forever cleanse
The Universe echoing deeply in our veins
Our bodies free of restrains
Breaking through intrinsic chains
Becoming a galaxy’s avenue of many lanes
I am the birth of the Universe
All that flows and spins
A story with no beginning or end
I am a galaxy within
An internal grin
A destiny to begin
By Benjamin Grossman & Bree Leto
There’s no denying the sweetness
When we share the body
Of a poem
Your words make my ink blush
Our fingers stroking the same lines
A teasing exchange of sugared phrases
Awakening our entwined imaginations
Every time we devour
Each other’s souls
Savoring new flavors
Created from our intimate flow
When we write like this
I need more than just letters
There’s something brewing beyond this sweet ink
Let’s put down these pens
Write on our bodies instead
Please, make sure you check out her blog by visiting Secret Thoughts Within. I can’t say enough good things about her as poet and a person. Her writing is intelligent, clever, funny, diverse, thoughtful, and passionate. A mixture of depth and pure beauty. Also, she can read a poem like no other. Truly her talent flies off the page and stays with you!
By Benjamin Grossman & Ace
The mirror of my soul dissolves my flaws
While my heart’s vibration draws
Its inner handwriting breaks fear’s barricade
And together we dive deep into love’s cascade
A graceful night above
Our harmony raising the frequency
Auras ascend, we fly like a dove
On the light of constellations, soaring peacefully
Toward the bloom of time
This journey is an eternal climb
The roots of emotions
Are the bravest oceans
A magical connection
The creation of love’s reflection
We are one, an immortal team
Spinning through this life’s infinite dream
There are places in the world
Soaked in constant light
For days, weeks, or months without end:
The Land of the Midnight Sun
A time when sunset is sunrise.
Easily, my beloved, I can relate this back to you
Because when you’re by my side
I’ve never seen the night.
I owe a huge thanks to Ace for nominating me for this award! Her posts are a mixture of music, writing, inspiration, and positivity. It would be a good idea to follow her if you haven’t already. She’s always posting something wonderful!
What is the Golden Bloggerz Award?
A blogging award created by Chris Kosto to bring more attention to blogging and great bloggers and inspire more community among bloggers.
1. Place the award logo on your blog.
2. Mention the rules.
3. Mention the award creator and link to their blog.
4. Thank whomever nominated you and link to their blog.
5. Tell your audience three things about you.
6. Answer your nominator’s questions.
7. Nominate 10 people who deserve this award.
8. Ask the nominees 5 questions of your choice.
9. Let the nominees know of their nomination by commenting on their social media or blog.
10. Share links to 2-3 of your best/favorite posts.
Three Things About Me
I was born on Saint Patrick’s Day.
I dislike driving
I love eating soggy cereal.
My Answers To Ace’s Questions
My Nominees: Some great blogs to check out if you’re looking for something new to read and follow.
Questions For My Nominees
Favorite Posts From My Blog:
A Mystical World
love each other like you are the lyric to their music
The flowers of the fiction plant rooted in my brain, the voice of the inexpressible feelings hidden in my heart and the eruption of the theories burning in my mind– I made a ball out of the three, threw it high into the sky and it landed right at my blog.
You're Worth It.
Sporadic randomness from a disheveled mind.
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