[ alone; stagnant water. ] – a poem by Stuart Crossley – All Poetry

https://allpoetry.com/poem/14830922–alone–stagnant-water.–by-Stuart-Crossley

The title shall ensure the ending pt.2 (prequel) – a poem by Stuart Crossley – All Poetry

https://allpoetry.com/poem/14818917-The-title-shall-ensure-the-ending-pt.2–prequel–by-Stuart-Crossley?c=1167055805

Recurring advice

‘I don’t fully understand what is meant by your writing, but the way that it makes me feel is beyond words.’

‘You flatter me too much, my friend, I have a great deal of faith in the fact that you can evoke the same feeling in others.’

~

The day I learned of my ‘mentors’ passing was an excruciatingly sad moment, I do not even have the words to express how that moment felt.

~

It is now some years later, I had a similar conversation, only this time it was I who gave the advice. I know my ‘student’ shall do also.

With those of intelligence – a poem by Stuart Crossley – All Poetry

https://allpoetry.com/poem/14804374-With-those-of-intelligence–by-Stuart-Crossley?utm_source=email&utm_campaign=&utm_medium=cpc

A diary that ‘wrote’ itself…

I don’t know what any of my words mean, so can anyone help me?

I ask for forgiveness, yet, I feel, I am asking myself to forgive me.

It may or not be of any consequence,

what I am about to do, I mean.

I sat down with my heart…

I sat down with my heart,

a visual memory.

Yet, if one were to think about it further

are we not [factually] enslaved to our hearts?

I do not know…

I felt a presence, yet how can I know?

Words fail me;that which I do not know

A torn correspondence –

I do not know.