This is the first season of poetry and photographs exclusively created by me. Most of the poems in this collection are an exploration into the dark reaches of the mind and heart so that one may ponder the highs and lows of life to better appreciate the blessings they might receive.
"We cannot truly know and understand the light, until we have at least peered into the darkness, and until we have overcome the darkness that lives within each of our own souls. Can you appreciate the blessings in your life without understanding what it is like to stumble within the dark?" Have compassion for those around you who are going through dark times and who are stumbling in their own darkness.
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A small sample from "Winter of my Soul" is posted here (c) Robin Langston:
Liquid voices speak to my naked heart
piercing secrets in my magic
circle and blushing to red
But color could never melt
the blindness lingering in my eyes
nor kiss away the ice from my lips
A Box Without Locks
My skin is so thin
My heart falls apart
And the shoes don't fit my feet
I wear gloves that tear
In a box without locks
And this rat won't let me sleep