scraped knuckles, teeth clenched,
notes crinkled, piled up in the waste bin.
half-finished thoughts and ill-conceived poetry
lines circled then crossed out in runny ink,
a once gifted orator with mouth now devoid of the right words.
so easy to emanate kindness, yet so hard to reserve a little for yourself.
every day a battle, finding healthy outlets for anger and pain, healthy ways to feel good,
even if it’s only fleeting.
After all, if there’s one thing you’ll learn (again and again), it’s that nothing is permanent
except chasing light through the endless darkness,
shouting out after love and happiness.
dripping from our tongues
hurt, healed, open
lost in wilderness for so long
misplaced in false hopes/idols
defined and redefined however you please
brought back to the start with renewed strength and a fresh perspective
Bellator ego sum (roughly translated from the Latin for “I am Warrior”) is a collection of over thirty original poems. It was originally published on Blurb.com in August of 2015. The re-release contains new material (including poems that have been posted here).
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although, I have to let you go,
We’ve been together since …16?
wild young thing,
and you holding me,
caressing the night air like silk.
Every time we’re together
choke on nothing,
s p i n n i n g,
Don’t cry my dear,
this is our sweet end.
(Tom Pearce, Photographed by: Yours Truly)
Curiosity gets the better of us, a barbed fence away and we’re hand in hand running out in the open,
Plains melting into the rockformations, feet melting into the plains.
Bees nests, prickly grass, snake holes, and not much else for miles,
Untouched by greed and unnecessary cruelty,
can’t stand still,
like streams, rivers, oceans all across our mother earth,
we’re mostly salt, water, and clichés spilled softly over coffee and a scone.
can’t stand still,
can’t be tied to titles, when you crave the time to roam –
all the galleries in the city, in Cologne, Paris, Rome,
couldn’t feed your appétit pour l’art.
just you and your lover,
alone on the open road,
can’t stand still.
Cosmic particles crashing deep within us,
We’re all Adams/we’re all atoms.
Minds dreaming of a better time and place.
Feed us light, water, air,
Spread us to the wind, bury us in the earth.
Violence eats us,
Tragedy upon tragedy upon tragedy.
Lives vanish rapid fire,
If we don’t progress, we’re doomed to supernova.
Lost forever in the depths of
h i s t o r y.