I found someone to loveAfraid of laws aboveI will love her doubly dearAs love casts out all fear 24/11/2021
Author Archives: Vincent
Prayer of My Inner Child
Dear God, I’m sorry I don’t know you.I’ve tried… I still try… Pain and resentment makes it hard.I’m sorry I don’t love you as much as your other children do.They seem to get something I don’t. Maybe they’ll stop fighting over you.I’m sorry I don’t love you as much as you apparently love me.I know… …
Curated Ideas
I have good [1] ideas (Smith, 2020).¹ Smith, V. L. (2020). The good ones. Ideas by Vincent Leroy Smith. 21/10/2020
Starbucks (or, ‘Every other day since May of 2019’)
I was wiping down the coffee bar when I noticed a colleague’s voice: “They should really lift these stupid restrictions. The weather’s nice. People want to have fun, you know? What did you get up to this weekend?” I paused, eyes still fixed on the soapy yellow cloth in a now stationary hand. Past my …
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Towards a Forward
Sunday, 11 October 2020 I am always curious whether artists feel it is important for their work to be exhibited; whether it is at all important for others to see, hear, or otherwise experience what they create. As someone interested in psychology and spirituality, I understand a core driver and human desire to be that …
This Poem Is About To Die
This poem will not make it past the following lineSo these were its last words 19/06/2020
Social call (or, ‘I don’t really know what to say to you’)
Heeeeey brooo! What’cha upto, buddy? You busy? You wanna grab a few brews tonight? Chill out? What I want to say: Hey. Thank you for the invitation. I’m just doing a lot of inner work at the moment, you know? I need to rest my body from the wear of my laborious job – where …
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Ordinary and Kind
Take my hand, you who are unimportant and unaccomplished.Insignificant and incomplete. I, too, have accomplished nothing outstanding.Nothing remarkable.Have only grasped at the exceptional. Walk with me, and let us achieve nothing together.Let us breathe the free air.Let us be still. The Man said we’re not enough.The Church said we’re not enough.Society said we’re not enough.I …
Nostalgia
Nostalgia gives us a second chanceto cherish something we missedthe first time around 20/04/2020
Twentytwenty (a hindsight poem)
I want to give you a hand, a greeting, perhaps a warm smilebut I make up some dangers‘never talk to strangers’Not yet wise enough, for relationships worthwhile I want to tell you we all make mistakes, it’s okaybut I’m not always that niceso from my lips fall adviceNot yet wise enough, to know what to …