Leo C. Jones
Leo C. Jones Poems
- The Asymptote There you are, a stone's Throw away Seemingly...
- A Reason 'Why is it we love? ' We often ask. 'Why do you ...
- Re-Rolls Exist Only In Board G... You were the road not ...
- The Coffee Machine Is Broken I... Four thirty, Barely ...
- A Rainy Morning In A Tropical ... I wake up to a rainy ...
- Waiting Room White-washed walls And white-washed ...
- One Way To Look At It On a folded piece of crumpled paper, ...
Writing poetry suddenly became my passion after being heavily exposed to literature upon stepping in college.
I think it's a very profound way of expression, the beauty of words and measurements that I can't quite explain, but still love doing. more »
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There you are, a stone's
Seemingly inches, fleeting bits of space
But miles and miles and more at the very least
And I see them: the others.
I think of them with envy,
They are lucky.
Why the unpaved dirt roads of theirs and
Yours of brilliant cobblestone find
themselves at a
Crossing, I don't know.
And here I slope.
But I long that
Fate grant me the privilege
That inevitability, that futility
That ensuring sign
Saying it was written somewhere important
Somewhere that decides what is
Meant to be, ...