You were the first oneThat I truly loved Means, loved byOwn volition.Loved for:Who you were,What you stood for. Not through sentiment,Or circumstance.No coercion,Manipulation. Loved, that I couldBare myself,And so,Know myself. Somehow,This trial was:Rite of … [Read more...] about First
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Mount Sefton and The Footstool
Mount Sefton and The Footstool, with Huddleston Glacier (left) and Stocking Glacier (right). Aoraki-Mount Cook National Park, New Zealand. Pencil sketch.DK Roberts, 20 December 2004. The above sketch was made from the roadside. The image below shows the same mountain range, … [Read more...] about Mount Sefton and The Footstool
Love
You weren't the Hero.I was looking for You.Didn't risk, wouldn't fight. Not once.You tried.Just ran. (Means lied.) I was my Own.Hero risked everything. (Or tried.)Naked, baring.Soul, vulnerable.Was I? You, stabbed.Me, once then, fled.I cried.You bled. Yet:Still, … [Read more...] about Love
War
You weren't the Hero I was looking for.You didn't risk, wouldn't fight.Not once, you tried.Just ran. (Means lied.) I was my own Hero then.Risked everything. (Or tried.)Naked. Baring Soul.Vulnerable, was I. You stabbed me once.Then fled.I cried.I bled. Yet still I … [Read more...] about War