Somewhere Between Spirit and Beast

At once

I’m a tendril of the divine

Connected to eternity

and yet

Just an appetite

With a voice and thumbs

Wordsmith Wednesday: Poem XVII

You are a radiant paradox,

making me to

cherish the memory

of the past

and the potential

of the future,

being the calm

in my storm

and the storm

in my calm.

Painful Paradox

We’re creatures

so paradoxically made

that we need



and heartbreak

to compel us

into self-discipline,

consequences so

grave and horrifying

that we

almost reach out

to good behavior.

Imagine a beast

so depraved

that it cannot

even act

in its own


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