Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all


simple or complex

Is poetry written, or does it

write itself. Mysterious and

measured words lay plainly

on the page, further pulling 

you into the curse, by line or 

stanza or by verse. Poem or 

prose; emotion flows naturally 

from the shadows of birth and 

death, in memory or breath.

A cause for celebration or pause,

a month for thinking as, day by day, 

it draws us closer to life’s meaning. 

As simple or complex as you allow

 it to be. Take some time to read, 

to feel, to believe and see.


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