Poetic Imagination
Poetic Imagination 8

Who is Jaystone?

Answers of the universe go unanswered,

Why because we can not fathom the deepest secrets of God

Searching for a reason to collect my conscience,

I fall to my knees trembling with delight

What happens when we die?

Where does the innocent children come from?

We cant answer this riddle upon us

Search as you may, but Jaystone may disagree!


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Art By Ryan Miller


A barren lonely dog yelps on a winter night

Needing dire attention.

Baring her shallow soul

For all, for any who will listen….

It’s as if she is saying:

I need someone to talk too!