Reveries Journal | No. 26
We hold ourselves to impossible standards sometimes
Tag: thoughts
Rewriting old connections | Learning to rewire the meanings of words
The smell of pencil shavings Soft wooden curls lined with graphite The sharpener whirrs I blow on the blade Dust floats to the bin Tools made sharper I sit again The example is before me The rest makes sense I draw the lines Stitching neurons in my head The satisfaction of making sense Is a […]
The mind field: navigating memory and experience while writing
This piece explores the voice behind the poet, the stitching of memory, and the anchor points that root us in a world that often slips past.
The Sparrow
The concentration that is When I focus to submit Is utter freedom. To create from the two Is to be split into a thousand different opinions Judgement rises from self First And turns like Ouroboros To consume my own art Until there is nothing left But a hungry mouth That is never fed For art […]
The callus
There is a callus That develops In the middle of the chest In children as we are hurt The greater it spreads By the time we arrive in adulthood It is difficult to breathe Think Speak Through anything but hard scar tissue. So there is a need to take a scalpel and slowly start to […]
The silent conversation
There is a sound Behind words A voice And some peoples voices wear elaborate masks They are hard on the soul I scrub hand to face Hair Heart Trying to erase their scald. Others though, tumble cheerily out They sound exactly as they are Blessings. And it doesn’t matter if their words are said or […]
Vapour
It rises teaching me how to rise too. To leave everything on the ground Evaporate towards the clouds Becoming more transparent All around Fog to mist vapour to air Join with the clouds Come back down again As gentle rain That feeds the ground Grows the grass Nitrogen Descended Transformed Excreted Rises Transforms Deleted Never. […]
When you feel important
Look for yourself in yesterdays footprints The wind has erased your passing Look for yourself in the thoughts that you had a year ago You are not there you barely remember what you had for breakfast last Tuesday We wake, we think thoughts and we journey over the day The hills, the valleys Emotional highs […]
Worry is a kind of prayer
Worry is a kind of prayer Or so I’ve come to realise I thought it was a lack of faith And perhaps it is, if it’s not directed anywhere My worry has always been directed to God And I believe it has always found its mark Because there is very little that I have worried […]
Ask the stars
To know how to live Don’t ask humans Ask the stars I wish I knew them Many are dead and already gone And yet their light continues on Perhaps in that fact Is the kernel of truth Live so what you leave burns forward too Our bodies are fragile and have to die But who […]