Biography of Nate Carter
I am a dad of two awesome boys. Currently separated, and finding my way. Taking a stab at writing has been helpful as I walk through the many changes I have been struggling with as of late.
Nate Carter Poems
I slowly arise; there shall be no more slumber. Duty awaits; to the bathroom I lumber, I take care of business, and quickly get dressed.
Rising, falling, loving and hating, Living, dying, giving and taking. What tomorrow brings, we cannot know, By faith we must walk, by wounds we must grow.
At the crossroads do I stand, Head in heart and heart in hand. More than I have, do they demand. I'm broken.
Drawn And Quartered
Horses tethered to each taut appendage, The time draws near for my final hemorrhage.
Little man full of life, full of wonder and love; Excited to touch the white clouds above. Away from the gate, we softly proceed;
Why oft in darkness do I seem to live? Eschewing the light that He freely gives. Onward I plod, my perspective myopic,
Honesty is a bottomless ocean, Unbridled it will stir emotion; An oft ignored but curious notion, Strong enough to crush devotion,
We all wear masks upon our faces, Painted sheathes to hide disgraces, Painstakingly forged in the crucible of our souls.
The Moon's Eyes
Through my window peers, the eyes of the moon, Its pupils as shadows, dance through my room. Weightless, sanguine, pure, and carefree, Moon beams know not sorrow, nor fear gravity.
Just Say No
Ripping and pulling, this way and that, Scratching and tearing, what’s got into that cat? Never have I seen a small feline so queer,
This cloak I wear, by day and by night, Though warm it not, nor its burden light. It hangs on my bones, as a drunk female sailor,
Honesty is a bottomless ocean,
Unbridled it will stir emotion;
An oft ignored but curious notion,
Strong enough to crush devotion,
Yet gentle enough to care.
Constantly sought, but rarely found,
When ignored, we’re run aground.
With the power to enlighten and confound,