Tag: writerslife
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Stone Wall
a poem Restarting often feelsLike moving a boulderAgainst a stone wallNeither budgingEffort producing sweatAnd futilityLike Sisyphus strainingEternity facing himI must keep tryingAs pointless as it may be Photo and words copyright © 2026 by Jeremy C Kester – all rights reserved.Note: this is also cross-posted to Poetically Unlicensed on Substack. Please consider subscribing! Even better,…
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Old Habits
a poem Smoke and decay fills the airLeaves crunch beneath footfallI embrace the chilling windSnow closer than afarAs the sun sets earlierChased by cold and restMaybe it is a good timeTo let things dieOld habits and bad routinesThe pieces of me I don’t wantRake them up with leavesBurn themBag them up and waste themI am…
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Boredom Call
a poem Let the boredom comeAllow it to seep inAbsorb my being into itSitting in the moment calmUnknowing of time or motiveTo simply be withinMy mind to face itselfWhat it is so desperately hidingMy own shortcomingsThings I wish not to beDone without thoughtReactions of a restless brainCan I calm it in this secondNot reaching for…
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Disconnected
an essay Life surrounds us, continually moving through space and time as we sit in front of narrow windows displaying pixelated fantasies to our already beleaguered senses. I think about this myself as my fingers once again obey what feels like automated motions, swiping along on the phone to move onto another image, another video,…
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An Old Friend
a poem Stupidity holds its placeMy mind its breeding groundI cannot help but let itAn old friend it has becomeThe kind who enters freelyGreeting your motherBefore finding youNo invitation ever neededThe say “hello” almost foolishlyAs they feel a part of youA sibling who lives thereGrowing older as you stay in touchMaybe follow jobs or schoolAlways…
