Those Who Know

those who know, steven humphreys, poetry, poem, prose

Those who know their own souls wrestle the unborn incarnation teetering on edge of a new moon. the faint of heart grateful for their penchant reside in another room of their own consciousness  championing an endured day. understanding the manifestation they are evolving to the just voice on its behalf and the mannerism they are called to abide by reside within …

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The Liebster Award

Thank you J. Cosby for nominating me for the Liebster Award. I have written for many years, but have decided to write poetry again after forty years. This award could be a great tool for getting to know and supporting other like minded bloggers. A Little History about the Liebster Award: Me and my friend Google discovered... …

Bow Down

bow down, steven humphreys, poetry, poem, prose

Bow down hear the ground rumble up through your soul urging you don't belong, that you fit somewhere else greater. Nudging you along your painful journey, where good feelings deceive, no doubting pain is the teacher. knowing flows like a deity... 'when you feel the way you do, watch how it bends, but take the longest ride,' For, there's no …

Kings of the Paper Trail

Kings of the paper trail wear developed egos learned lies wrapped in a cave man's tale Killing briar burning witches heretics and those not swaggering. Their swordsmen kill doing dirty work writing blood stained papers. The Newfound Kings of nothing cover tracks carefully sending unscrupulous mannequins who ponder insidiously. smothering mountains of paper trap you within words of 'committing moral suicide' …

Changed Man

You might think you've found your way changed man. But, when you advance in age you never know how much time you have left. that's precisely when worries take on less urgency, some cares disappearing altogether. because, through time you learn that what used to matter doesn't anymore. As I look around the world I see …