Justin Bordner Poet Epic

I Am Cold Lightning

I am God's experience,
I wonder how my poetry breathes into you...
I hear souls scream like diamonds breaking,
I see bodies move slowly into smooth suffering,
I want life to love my sorrow,
I am a victory alive in volatile grace...

I pretend that fatality is a warm mercy,
I feel that I have a right to express my pain,
I touch the heartbeats of hope with hesitant eyes,
I cry blood of sensitive awareness,
I am alive in the heat of paused death...

J.A.B. 2022

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Alesia Leach April 17, 2025 at 1:46 PM J.A.B., this is electric and devastating--like a soul caught mid-transformation. “I am God's experience” stopped me cold. What a line. What a truth. And the way you frame each stanza with “I”--not as ego, but as essence, as witness to pain and power--is deeply moving. You don’t just write poetry. You bleed it into being. This piece hums with divine contradiction--hope and sorrow, mercy and fire. You are cold lightning, indeed. And your words strike with purpose. --Alesia Justin Bordner April 17, 2025 at 3:13 PM The cusp of a crossover, the edge between All and no more, a testing of depth Poetess. I appreciate what you say "I" not as ego, rather as essence. Your analysis' of my work is profound, and very accurate...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal December 3, 2022 at 11:12 PM Gloriously powerful piece! “I want life to love my sorrow”.. speaks to me.” I touch the heartbeats of hope with hesitant eyes” such a candid line, so lovely. Always, Laura Justin Bordner April 17, 2025 at 2:59 PM Yes beautiful Poetess, we convert sorrow into strength!...J.A.B.