Category Archives: Prosetry

The Light Within the Darkness

 

“People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.”
— Carl Jung

 

Too long have I been blinded
by sleight of hand candles
held by charismatic fools.
I was a moth diving in
losing myself in their flames
Badly singed I turned away from all
within my darkness I found the true light
calling from within
empowering, enabling
I discovered self pride and self will
and a light brighter than any candle could be
Pulled within I could find myself outside the well.
— G A Rosenberg

 

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walking-through-the-fire-reduxWalking Through the Fire (Redux) by G A Rosenberg

 

elemental-shamanElemental Shaman by G A Rosenberg

 

Gate Gate Paragate (Beyond)

 

“Your head’s like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the weight of oceans and the turning stars. Whole universes fit in there! But what do we choose to keep in this miraculous cabinet? Little broken things, sad trinkets that we play with over and over. The world turns our key and we play the same little tune again and again and we think that tune’s all we are.”
― Grant Morrison

 

Beyond Key and Lock
Beyond Thing and Thing
Beyond Rocks and Hard Places
Beyond our narrow narrow spaces
Beyond Party or Creed
Beyond our Little Needs
Beyond wants and desire
Past where we aspire
Beyond what we conceive
Beyond what we believe
Beyond Cosmos and world
We exist in endless possibility
We can decide and recreate ourselves daily
Blessings, G

 

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Goddess IdylGoddess Idyl by G A Rosenberg

 

Within the Cave of BeingWithin My Cave of Being by G A Rosenberg

 

Art For the Broken

 

“Art is to console those who are broken by life”
— Vincent van Gogh

 

Lady Art has replaced Lady Liberty. These days nobody is quite sure just who ol Liberty will take but Lady Art still takes them all.
The Broken ones who show their scars
and the ones who try to hide them.
The writer seeks words to convey
the heartbreak for which he should be joyful
The artist tries to find the line
the colour that recalls last night
and he can’t quite.
The singer has the words but not the tune
yet the notes come one by one.
Lady Art is crueler in her way than Liberty. Liberty just holds you responsible.
With Art you need give a good accounting.
— G A Rosenberg

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Blessings, G

 

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At Rest in the ShadowsAt Rest in the Shadows by G A Rosenberg

 

Thanatos and RebirthThanatos and Rebirth by G A Rosenberg

 

The Forest Where the Pieces Lie

 

“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?’
‘That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,’ said the Cat.
‘I don’t much care where -‘ said Alice.
‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.
‘- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,’ Alice added as an explanation.
‘Oh, you’re sure to do that,’ said the Cat, ‘if you only walk long enough.”
― Lewis Carroll

 

Wandering in a spiritual desert
searching for a destination.
I was told the truth was around here somewhere
tho the signs pointed in all directions.
I started out finding pieces scattered
like tired dreams
yet they shone true as the summer sky
yet like blue sky puzzle pieces
they didn’t seem to fit
so I changed my road
and found still more
so I kept on
grasping for pieces of blue sky truth
and brown mud truth
and angel eyed truth
yet few details emerged.
The big picture eluded me
tho I got hints of its final shape.
Now millions of pieces and
thousands of roads later
I know it still eludes me
I may never get where I’m going
yet this forest will always be my home.
— G A Rosenberg

 

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Chaotic MisdirectionChaotic Misdirection by G A Rosenberg

 

Lost in a Fractal ParkLost in a Fractal Park by G A Rosenberg

 

Fear of Failure

 

“Sometimes you just have to jump out the window and grow wings on the way down.”
— Ray Bradbury

 

Indecision
What will happen if I do?
What will happen if I don’t do anything?
What will those who love me think about it?
What will those who belittle me think about it?
Why do I always freeze when there is a decision to be made?
Fuck IT!!!
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Freedom and success.
I knew it all the time
Blessings, G

 

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At a CrossingAt a Crossing by G A Rosenberg

 

Ripples in a Strange PoolRipples in a Strange Pond by G A Rosenberg

 

Labyrinth2Labyrinth by G A Rosenberg

 

Sharing Tales and Chapters

 

“There are no happy endings… There are no endings, happy or otherwise. We all have our own stories which are just part of the one Story that binds both this world and Faerie. Sometimes we step into each others stories – perhaps just for a few minutes, perhaps for years – and then we step out of them again. But all the while, the Story just goes on.”
― Charles de Lint

 

Sharing tales by the fire
and knowing that for awhile
we’ll travel together
Lovers, friends, strangers
exchanging gifts, words, experiences
sharing a bed, an adventure, a lifetime
or several.
We may part one day for awhile
yet in parting we leave the gift
of chapters in each other’s tales
on the unending road ahead.
Blessings, G

 

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Invoking HerInvoking Her by G A Rosenberg

 

Field TheoryField Theory by G A Rosenberg

 

If Someday Never Comes

 

“You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.”
— John Green

 

I used to know
that someday I’d be happy
all the problems I had
would be gone
and joy would reign
No matter how bad things got
someday they’d be better
yet I found myself drowning
and crushed by my life
relationships failed me
and I returned the favour
yet still I held onto the dream of
someday

 

It got to much
and I gave up on someday
That day I needed freedom
That day I needed joy
That day I needed to love myself
I started working on it
and making changes
because the future was too far away
and the dream’s were ashes
I had sunk too low
and lost my dream of someday

 

Now I know
that happiness is a choice
and freedom is perception
Joy comes from within
as does love
It took a lot of effort
yet the today I’ve made
beats every dream of someday
— G A Rosenberg

 

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Vitruvian ApotheosisVitruvian Apotheosis by G A Rosenberg

 

Star BeastStar Beast by G A Rosenberg

 

Stellar DistortionStellar Distortion by G A Rosenberg