Filtering Poems - Poems about Filtering

“Light pervades us. It wants to embrace us. Gloom is its barricade.” - Quote_by poet In the hope of this light I walk, I'm not held by the night of yesterday, Neither am I saddled by the tempest...

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This reality is not one dream world but a collaboration of all our choices. Multi-layered it is, but it is not as infinity plural as the actual spiritual cosmos. A dog walks into a bar one full of hard drinking squirrels It's a Sports Bar kangaroos are playing baseball. This is nothing but the truth filtered through a billion individual perceptions. Eventually it gets sieved through...

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I had friends once they are all gathering dust now in empty rooms. I had a mother I keep thinking about her now, now that I realize I never really knew her. A poet is a filter, a sieve for all the gone astray parts of a life, a dissection room for wayward realities. It would have been nice to have loved more hated more,...

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I had friends once they are all gathering dust now in empty rooms. I had a mother I keep thinking about her now, now that I realize I never really knew her. A poet is a filter, a sieve for all the gone astray parts of a life, a dissection room for wayward realities. It would have been nice to have loved more hated more,...

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The beautiful monarch butterfly reminds me of a stained glass depiction of Jesus high above me on a cathedral wall made blurry by the height and my imagination....

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I am starting to think that about half of the populus SHOULD be urged to run with scissors...

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The drudgery of chores keeps me busy, unable to unwind even just for a day; It’s usually a whirlwind of obligation, to stay home and do household chores. With my parents and grannies long gone, I’m left to organize my schedule this time, it’s a question of priority that ought to be done; at least once a week or to do it...

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