In Pursuit of Poems

The plight of ramses seeing that despite all the things hes built and achieved, there is no means to circumvent our mortality and no monoliths, obelisks or statues will outlast time. We nor our corporeal creations can endure for eternity. All things are subdued by time, even our vanity.

Beloved poem about Saint nick doing his bit for children o'er the world. It encapsulates the myth and magic of the yuletide season for most.

A look at what likeness we share with lighthouses, giving insight into potentially why these often ominous obelisks, these sentinels of the sea, inspire such ethereal admiration, and sometimes frightful fascination and fixation.

The trepidation experienced by a lover who worries about how helpless he is to stop things from falling apart.

A poem by the posthumously recognized poet and war veteran, which perfectly postulates the feeling of flight. And with his vivid and poignant prose serves us the line "to touch the face of God" a line later used by presidential speech writer Peggy Noonan to pen one of President Reagan's most storied speeches, regarding the in flight explosion and death of the crew of NASA spacecraft the Challenger Deep.

The beloved story about a hobbit who hated adventures and how he came to go all the way there and back again. A landmark in literature and an homage to the great J.R.R Tolkien.

There is an art to any that can wield words: orators, authors, singers and poets, and for this artistry I have the utmost appreciation. Words spoken are not immediately spent, they are more than the breath that gives them voice, more than the pen that gives them power.         As a boy with book in hand, in reverie, I could reach and roam far off realms. The sky was not so far from my fingers now. And I learnt that with a bit of ink the impossible required only imagination.         As I aim to discover my own words yet unspoken, join me on this journey as we go in pursuit...of poems.