Philosopy in Poetry

Philosopy in Poetry

Take caution to the waters, wind, fire, earth and everything in between

And if you can't hear what i say, try to see what i mean.

Everyone has their different point of views,

Some see in ones,

The others see in twos,

From both sides.

What we seek so famously hides.

When we close our eyes

Life is relinquished into our second lives,

What is a dream?

Repressed thoughts or feelings?

Or just a way for our minds to tell us…nothing is as it seems.

Trying to find our own right,

And prove everyone else's wrong.

One thought surpasses the rest,

But fails when put to another's test.

Needing to know what created

What stands at the top

The more we reach up,

The faster something else drops.

One question creates the next

Then we're in a viral downpour

And we even forget what we started to look for.

Nature and It's Wonder

The swift spring breeze weaved and twirled itself through my hair as if it were my lover’s fingers

The trickling spring flowed effortlessly behind me as I sat in the daisy and wild flower filled meadow

The moon seemed to fill my mind as minutes, no; hours passed by

I studied every dark gray speckle and every luminous area trying to find that legendary man on the moon

The deep purple almost deceptive blue sky enhanced the brilliance of the moon’s glow

The moon and the midnight sky… so perfect together you would almost think that if they were humans they’d be the two greatest lovers

An owl hoots behind me, and two small animals scurry out of the bushes across the field in freight

All the wonders of nature come together in the calm of the night

The agile leaves of the trees sway to the music of the winds

The animals sleep peacefully against the warmth of the earth

While nocturn...