Ambiguity |
The natural ambiguity of words ultimately begins the quest for truth and understanding.If having truth without attainment is our wish,would we not lose the power of seeing why truth is truth,and why i...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Apr 2009 00:18:00 GMT |
Spires of Tellus by: Jordan Warmack |
Tell us Tellus of your crowned spires rooted in indulgenceDraining life and drawing strength from the lake of CocytusAppendages of bondageThese spires made to consume usPeaks supposed of heaven but or...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 14:04:00 GMT |
The Window by: Jordan Warmack |
A window once gleamed of viewing foliage through it’s chest.The flowers sang in tune,"See through us too, the New, the New"!Beneath the ground,In our roots,The yearning timeless years of satisfa...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Apr 2008 22:17:00 GMT |
Always a Kiss by: Jordan Warmack |
I wash ashore to be revived by new forms of herTo run off into the future I chooseJust to find that she’s not the end I truly ponderLaughs on fine sand beachesIgnoring the sunsetKissing like lee...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Apr 2008 22:15:00 GMT |
Of What Little I Know, By: Jordan Warmack |
I knew of love but never knew it, A new sort of sorting old snorting blowing away, but colding.Loneliness in the HoldingBodies once dreamed asJointsOf bones Myself II knew of love but what now...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 04:22:00 GMT |
The Unworthy Prospector by: Jordan Warmack |
I can see nights likeness is your visagedark and calm, looking ever forward to the light of a new sun.I describe your presence as numinous.taking my breath, awakening awe from hibernation.but as I use...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Nov 2006 07:07:00 GMT |
