audio poem, Creative Writing, Ishaisms

Repost in spoken word – “Words of a Melting Candle…”

I woke from a heavy slumber upon being lit again. A mere stub now… That stature and pride of youth gone, but leaving behind like molten wax trickling down my wintry body, the illumination of wisdom that comes with time and a lifetime of service. Would you like to hear a dying light’s flickering words… Continue reading Repost in spoken word – “Words of a Melting Candle…”

Ishaisms, Poetry

Same ol’

And the day wears on in worn out shoes the wear n' tear of yesterday alone's brand new Damp streets of the night before refuse to bathe in the sun And puddles of the past seem ordinary, not bothersome Another dusty frame above the mantle piece Another fallen one in the pile of autumn leaves… Continue reading Same ol’