by Ryan Oelke | Jan 15, 2013 | Poetry
No before or after awakening, just this, neverending, with no resting point… …life is an enigmatic mystery cast upon my heart, never for me to fully know… God has become my shadow, God has become my light, Earth is taking me as her walking stick, Heaven...
by Ryan Oelke | Jul 16, 2012 | Poetry
what happens when enlightenment is no longer enough? reapers like to sing “I don’t know” below my bed. death is easy, dying, a looped crucible. I thought I would find you in the middle, somewhere between two extremes, but you’re outside of them...
by Ryan Oelke | Apr 9, 2012 | Poetry
i have unshakable conviction in the force of your ascent, burning within you, seeking daylight through your fluid movement ~ rest easy, it needs nothing save your willingness and fortitude. and their proof, dear one, their proof has long been smoldering beneath your...
by Ryan Oelke | Apr 8, 2012 | Poetry
you search for a home cycling between the death of perspective and the murder of emotion rapt and crying, lying on the mirror of hope endless grasping for what would bring it all down, release you into something more, so you seek this: the chimera of stability spray...
by Ryan Oelke | Mar 31, 2011 | Poetry
I’m hanging myself and every time I talk to God the rope gets a little tighter burning only when I resist… jumping up and down on this chair, waiting for it to crack, we share a good laugh, at just how wobbly it all is. If done right, I’ll bleed out...
by Ryan Oelke | Jan 20, 2011 | Poetry
The Pregnant Unknown trails softly behind us: Love’s secret voice whispering, even begging us to surrender hesitancy, that precarious net new lovers hold while wading barefoot in shallow waters… …this tide gently pulls us further, Love offers us the...
