If we are stuck in a human hive soothed by manufactured truth, we will lose curiosity and play and we will mourn for dreams that flew away. Life need not be an empty dream where we wait for salvation. We must venture forth to find our true satisfaction. Let’s make our lives a joy by finding our certain something so our creations and doings reveal themselves as ever-pleasing. (c) 2023 Larry Kilham
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We settled the virgin land
and invented many things but we fell for exploitation and our virtue took wings. Like the wounded lion prowling his territory, our once strong spirit prowls in our weakened body. We’re still gods among the godless and prophets among the unknowing. but it’s hard to guide when we don’t know where we’re going. But hope slipped in among all the miseries. Look! the light is shining. We can see the rebirth in the children of spring. (c) 2023 Larry Kilham I was curious – Why is the sky blue? I was curious – Why am I me and you you? I was curious – about everything I could do. Now my aged curiosity slumbers to be awakened by the trivial and the trite. I want to be stirred by some revealing exploration to lead me from the loneliness of the night. © 2022 Larry Kilham Larry Kilham's Poetry Collection combines all his best poems with beautiful color photos to dramatize his poetic thoughts. The poems explore living with nature in this age of technology and synthetic environments. Larry urges us to at least temporarily become unstuck from our digital hives and reengage with the magical and creative environment of nature. Available for purchase on Amazon,
These poems bring us hope during troubled times through our connection with nature. Chapters include poems on dreams, understanding ourselves, nature, robots and us, and living in the time of covid. There is also a special chapter of legends told by poetic verse. To see all his published poems go to allpoetry.com/lkilham. Two popular poems in this collection are: HUMMINGBIRD Hummingbird, hummingbird, floating on invisible wings, darting here and there, while the whole garden sings. How do your tiny little eyes find the perfect blossom? You always do and I think you’re awesome! You hover in flight and look me in the eye. Our souls join momentarily and I follow you to the sky. © 2021 Larry Kilham --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DESERTLANDIA We walked the desert in our land. We saw robot wrecks scattered in the sand. Not broken pots or pillars of stone, but defunct computers and scattered phones. We heard a ghostly voice from a gossamer muse, “Look around for what's nice-- Something besides plastics and rust. The creations of art and music fed the worms and now are dust.” © Larry Kilham 2018 |
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