For Paul W., who left too soon but said Goodbye all the time.
We love you, Paul, and see your black pearls shine through the glory of the night.
Rethinking Dark
Philosophy Poetry Madness — Dust
Philosophy Poetry Madness — Dust
For Paul W., who left too soon but said Goodbye all the time.
We love you, Paul, and see your black pearls shine through the glory of the night.
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces. View all posts by Richard Q
Love the Dust
Powerful!
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Thank you, Stacey. This poem remains one of the closest to my heart. Like the human being whose heart first received it.
I hope your day is stellar somehow.
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This is a beautiful poem! I’m ever Loving the Eartha Kitt too.
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Eartha remains one of the beyond-belief lives for me.
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whole-heartedly yes to that.
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And thank you. This little poem has ended up being a big chapter for my heart.
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Your poem makes me miss Paul and I did not know him. Thank you for bringing the love of him where you go.
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This means a lot to me, your inspired love for Paul. I know you would love him however you came to him. Thank you for the tenderness.
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Thank you for introducing his spirit. I’m sure of it too. ❤︎
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I love your use of shimmering…
a wonderful poem Richard Q.
I’ll light a candle for your Paul.
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Thank you. Paul was one of the most magnificent and joy-filled friends you can imagine. His laughter still won’t leave the rooms he visited.
I have trouble with all the old fairytales, in which darkness is ugly and evil and something to be avoided.
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I don’t know anyone who ever listened to that “advice” though. Once you tell a child not to go into the forest because he is not allowed, the child sneaks off into the forest, illuminating the darkness whatever is there. Black is beautiful. Always was. Always will be.
Like You and Paul.
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These are sweet words for the day. I love the way you have made our curiosity and our decency triumph in these words.
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