Clarity in Muddied Waters

A Messianic Journey Through Pen and Peace. Writing from the Stillness Within.

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She was a phantom of delight When first she gleam’d upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment’s ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight’s, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From Maytime and the cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.

Category: The World

  • Ultraviolence by Lana Del Rey- Poem

    Ultraviolence Lying in the open, Travelling alongside us Ripples impact, Avoiding spotlight Vivid in their secrecy Integrated into society Openly spoken of yet Leaning on our pillars Existing through us , Newly budded, Century after century Ebbing away at our boundaries.

  • The leaves

    The leaves writhed in the morning gale, Twisting in anguish, Avoiding change. Autumn tried to mellow their green hues, Tried to fill them with the fire of fall; But the leaves clung desperately to Summer. They retreated to what they knew- And so they would, Until they succumbed to their inevitable change.

  • Make your mark

    “Make your mark.” Personally, I do not disagree with this statement and it’s values, and yet I cannot help but wonder… To me, it seems as though when someone says this phrase it is implied that whatever mark you make will stay preserved for ages to come; that if it is of real significance many…

  • If I were to…

    If I were to say it I might stumble upon my words But if I wrote it I would fear it’s immortality

  • Floral stars- Haiku

    Held up high by stalks, Edges ruffled like dress hems, Our own floral stars.