“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.”
— Antoine de Saint-Exupery


Hurt me a little
Rain on me paindrops
that won’t melt
under morning’s light
The tears streaming down
for I exposed my soft areas
open to your wit’s knife
and I say “again”
Make me bleed my weakness
Let me love my strength
through its absence
the teardrop of blood
slides softly down my face
leaving a trail
as another gathers in my eye
causing a scattered prism
A painbow in my eyes.
— G A Rosenberg


Blessings, G


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Shadows Outside the BoxShadows Outside the Box by G A Rosenberg


Mysterious PathwaysMysterious Pathways by G A Rosenberg


A Man of Pure Restrictive Conviction


“Don’t be intimidated by other people’s opinions. Only mediocrity is sure of itself, so take risks and do what you really want to do.”
— Paulo Coelho


Oh so confident in your views
reality lies down at your feet
yet you beg before it
convinced you know of its treat
and still in giant stride
you feel no remorse
at tearing down all others
because you are right of course
yet then the silence spins around
your tower crashes to the ground
in your facade there is a crack
you’ve found some knowledge that you lack
and so you rebuild your crumpled frame
and in your course become convinced
that you hold the key once more
and on such scant evidence!
Would you hold the secret key
and jump away from pure conviction
then know truth’s inconsistency
and certainty’s restriction.
— G A Rosenberg


Blessings, G


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Finding the Colours to Build a DreamFinding the Colours to Build a Dream by G A Rosenberg


Mindscape 23Dreamscape 23 by G A Rosenberg


Broken in a Mosaic Cut-Up Kind Of Way


“Stop trying to ‘fix’ yourself; you’re NOT broken! You are perfectly imperfect and powerful beyond measure.”
― Steve Maraboli,


I stand, a broken man
well perhaps not broken
but composited
by wounds from the past
unexplained events that made no sense
abstract dreams with no grounds
painful conversations
and disjointed memories that could not resolve themselves.
Still I am complete in my being and becoming
Seek not to make sense
I’ve earned my confusion
my defusion and my delusion
There is no need to put me right
wrong or out of your sight
I am perfect in my shattered becoming
as you are in yours
I just allow the chaos to show
and the reality around me to bend.
— G A Rosenberg


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BlamelessBlameless by G A Rosenberg


A Ruby DreamA Ruby Dream by G A Rosenberg


Waiting For the Moon (Redux) / Chalice (Redux)


Baying abated
He longs for lunar response
eager, ready, still


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Waiting For the Moon (redux)Waiting for the Moon by G A Rosenberg


Libation offered
Serpentine wisdom offered
Who will drink of it?


Chalice (redux)Chalice (Redux) by G A Rosenberg