Robert Dye

While scouring the mental catacombs,
The infinite inspirations for written poems,

There is a binding underlying singularity,
Connecting All that exists with Godly unity.

It is in the f…

I have created an empire of expectations.
Born from simple, single grains of creativity,
Swelling within my heart for many lifetimes,
Rising into overwhelming towers of pure exhaustion,
Whi…

Every time I close my eyes,

These dreams etched within a winding wrinkle,
I wake to feel the fleeting visions faintly linger,
Like the vague crescent white of the moon,
Dissipated against the brilliant blues of day.
S…

Sitting quietly smoking,
Sipping steaming coffee,
Across from a silent companion,
With such a simple stern stature.
His seniority signified in silver streaked hair.
The oppression of times…

Expose your inner stillness,
To the glory of the Light of Truth.

The powers of the Earth…

Coming to terms with my mortality,
I ponder the moments I defied death.
When car lights shot through me,
Exploding on impact, shattering shards,
Scattering debris that disintegrated,
Into …

This is Winters’ art…

Stand in the Rain,

How can an unknown woman
Trigger such a response within my heart?

When she first walked into my life…

Let our immense gaze define, the outline of eternity.

Eons in the past…

If you cannot take the time,

And while some search so deeply…

feeling the dreariness of life,

Standing in solitude by a flowing meadow,

Only when the Stars, Planets, Moons,

What is left inside of a man,/ Who’s heart if filled only with emptiness?