Money and greed a want or a need? Days spent chasing dollars robs life of vibrant colors. Nights alone, awash in possessions imprisons the brain with lonely obsessions. A lifetime building physical wealth takes a toll on mental health.
Tag: short poetry
Poetry – Is there meaning here?
Is there meaning here? I stare into space oblivious to all but my own numbness, hoping for a call - a beckoning voice to draw me back from the edge of my self-imposed exile. Drop the feathery gauze from these old, battered lenses and push me if necessary out of the warm niche carved long ago in this mount of regret.
Poetry – Why do i
Why do I often find you staring at the moon with such desperate attraction, only to turn your back towards its soft rays of beckoning light; allowing your frigid feet to stumble forward and embrace the subtle call of the darkness pervading all the shadows before you?
Poetry – Reverse Engineering
Most prefer the beginning
before the end,
but I offer
an alternative,
let's allow the end
to predict the beginning.
- marandarussell.com
*thanks to Jonathan Caswell for the title inspiration!
Poetry – 2 Scars Mini Poems
1.
A scab for your scar,
then right back in the car.
2.
My scars grow scabs
faster than
my psyche can catch up.
-marandarussell.com
Poetry Bits – Titles
1) A name is given, a title is bestowed, a legacy is earned, but affection must be sowed. 2) Don't exchange what's vital simply for a title.
Poetry – Playing Dirty
Where I come from
blood and names mean nothing
and sworn oaths even less.
But prized most of all
is that old art
of playing dirty -
so dirty
no one else
can even see the game.
- marandarussell.com
Poetry – Mental Reservation
Room for one, please. I'll be staying until further notice and will not require housekeeping.
A Couple Short Instagram Poems
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Poetry – To a Favorite Deity (Thoth)
Thoth gave us words Thoth gave us magic Thoth was smart enough to know Both could be tragic.
Maranda Russell 