A Bit of Poetry

I don't write poetry very often anymore. I've found I'm just not that good at it. However, I used to write quite a bit of it. Most of it had to do with the melodramatic emotions running around in my young brain, but occasionally there were pieces of work that weren't all together bad. Here's one of my more recent poems (I wrote it about four years ago, if that gives you any idea of how long it's been since I've indulged in my inner "poet") and one of the better ones. Enjoy.

Two Worlds

To walk in a world without definition

To see nothing as it truly is

All edges are soft when they are blurred

But the beauty in detail is gone

Stand in the haze of what is and is not

Breathe in the imagined world

Here there is safety, but nothing is real

Here there is peace, but no life

To walk in a world that is sharply defined

To see thing all too clear

Sharp, cutting edges that will not relent

Simple beauty does not exist

All is decided and to deviate is death

Move forward without hesitation

Here it is real, but all dreams disappear

Here there is earth, but no air