Poems are just word structures, sometimes devoid of poetry. Poetry goes far beyond words. Images are words too... Poetry is how we use these images.
the field is not infinite - do you remember when I realized? spacious nowheres torn by the heft of nameless graves - mountains, body-made, bloating beneath the sun - there is no protection from the world, it is something that happens to you -
I know you do not exist
But you think you do
Looking for darkness
In broad daylight
Maaaaaaan, this is good. I love your stuff
Hello Realm! A brief showcase of different oc regions
Song: 안녕 아희 (feat.UNI)
Light City
You run
And I follow
But the chasing I do
Has left me hollow
ON THE BRINK
Standing on the brink
A humble grail in hand
Contemplating that clink
According to thy command
Boisterous play, or high jinks
As the mist begins to clear
I await in the morning chill
The Passover of my fear
Oh! Silently, in the still
Whether far or near
©Johnny J P Lee
19 September 2024
A Gogyoshiren Poem (10)
Photos Credit J. P. Lee
(Man on a cliff, unknown source)
None
it feels like most days, i’m
standing still, observing the
movement as it blurs past
my tired vision.
~K.T.
My father’s laughter
Was so loud,
I could never tell if it was joy or pain.
What a terrible thing it is,
To watch your father’s pride
Fade away
I’m sorry you had to carry a weight
You never asked for.
I miss you.