It was surreal. I'm not sure I'll ever be able to finish processing what I saw, but I know that it'll never be complete without delving into the human side of it... the heart of it... from the pain expressed as much as possible through the pen. (cont.)
What's the right way to pay tribute? Is it a post? Is it a picture? A poem? How should it be done... and done properly? I don't need the condolences or attention, but I think it appropriate to say something. The world is rife with hate, but when you lose someone you bonded with, even … Continue reading A Friend Gone, A Heavy Heart
The prince halts, Carried upon wind. Rhythm and soul will not play. Blue and red tears fall from the masses. Purple -SMW- Rest In Peace Prince The artist fades, but the music plays on.
Follow me. Chords strum together. I send them all on their way. The ember catches the final shreds. Ash. -SMW- I've never heard of Sidlak before tonight. I enjoyed attempting to write something in that manner. The basic structure is a 3 - 5 - 7 - 9 - Color. It was fun; something new … Continue reading Ash (Sidlak Poetry)