paddling poem by steven james humphreys

paddling paddling paddling long up that cold old rapid river battling against that futile tide drowning in the essence I used to call me surrounded by bottomless time whirlpools pulling me thereunder dark clouds clapping thunder I have been killed but set free in an odd sort of harmony floating downstream dead and lifeless flowing … Continue reading paddling


fathom poem by steven james humphreys

fathoming the idea we go on after living as this invisible essence called soul amid no proof of its existence brings one to observing he can say with certainly 'I am,,,' that his entire experience of what he believes real depends upon his five senses that he will discover his living essence is comprised of … Continue reading fathom

from nothing

from nothing poem by steven james humphreys

the drunkard captured God's universe from zero all those pretty little stars in a glass jar his illusion in consciousness keeping no tangible store sitting in that air-conditioned bar invisibility we know is there yet we sleep and slumber where? in wakefulness my fellows sit on rows of stools in denial tipping glasses with jingling … Continue reading from nothing

wise old souls

wise old souls poem by steven james humphreys

wise old souls know this world inside out it doesn't belong to them anymore glad to turn the reigns of the unruly horse over to the young... elders sit watching the world go by... sun setting moon rising sun rising yet again season after season paging through their books of memories in the library of … Continue reading wise old souls