Poetic Ponderings

Poems to Wonder About

Ambiguous Ambivalence

Ponderously wading through
a conglomeration of
seemingly mixed yet thoroughbred actions;

Succinct but contradictory evidence of a distaste for the

small things,

the innocuous gray matter

that would make up the inglorious bulk of what is shared between us;

A life.
A complete, whole, constant life.
A life that, by any other observation, would seem innocuous.

Innocuous in the sense that its muted disdain for passion equals

0

and

100 at the same time,

driving one deeper
tempering an animosity towards mediocrity, pushing onward towards either

something or nothing

The lack of a prevailing wind makes "something" look like "everything,"
and
"nothing" just feel like a whole lot of "something" you don't have.

The expectations of a full commitment, beyond what is relevant to one's ego. A lack of moderation in self-preservation at the benefit of someone who is

every

minute,

thought,

hope,

dream,

aspiration,

every

thing

beautiful,

lustrous and lustful,

to you.