They talk of footprints
Along the winter sand
Those obscure hints
Of God’s guiding hands
When we’re struggling
We believe God is hiding
It feels so puzzling
When our life is backsliding
Obscure Hints (a poem)
Author: Nick Pipitone
Tiny Speck in the Mountains (a poem)
Waves of mountains in distance – stop to take a look
Pastel pink, blue, and yellow – looks like a painting
I feel small amid grandness – tiny speck out here
The journey is not done yet – it has just begun
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The Monk and the City that Loves Him: A Novella Project – Part 1
As promised, here’s Part 1 of my new novella project. In this brief part, we get introduced to The Monk and Louie, as Louie panics and begs for money to help him with his withdrawal. Thus, the journey begins to get Louie sober, and The Monk hopes his friend can hang onto life as each fix could be his last.
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Searching for Wholeness (a poem)
Searching for wholeness, never out of reach
The constant push-and-pull of emotions
Ebbing tides of epiphanies and stagnation
It’s always right there – inside of us
A walk through the neighborhood
Among swaying trees and greenery
Sometimes you forget nature could
Soothe your senses and bring you back
To the center of everything
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Before the Altar, We Pray (graphic art)
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Blue Thoughts (a poem)
We had blue thoughts back in those days
When it seemed, the skies were always gray
What were we thinking in those days?
Only to get away from that place
Youth is carefree, except when it’s not
When the troubles of blackened days
Cloud a mind that eventually strays
And wants to cut the cord of thought
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Introducing The Monk and the City that Loves Him: A Novella Project
I’ve got another idea for a longer story I want to share here on WordPress – The Monk and the City that Loves Him: A Modern Spiritual. Like what I did with Mother Portia, I plan to share this as a “work-in-progress” and post segments of the story over the course of the next few months.
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The Itch and the Worm (flash fiction)
Here’s a piece of humor flash fiction about an annoying itch that leads to something truly bizarre. It’s about 715 words and has an estimated reading time of 3 minutes. Let me know what you think!
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Mania Again (a poem)
My mind explodes in pain
It’s like a volcanic eruption
I know that I am not sane
And my life is an interruption
The prophets foretold my death
On a lonely street in a distant city
The madmen screamed ‘till I was deaf
Then the hospital committed me
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We are the Machines (a poem)
Ensconced inside the machines
I am no longer human now
But part of the digital whole
Hallelujah, my brothers and sisters!
Say a prayer for the internet
And let go of all your worries
And those mistakes you regret
We all have the same disease
The disease is the digital utopia
And I must say, it feels grand
To lay inside the machines
Where my consciousness expands
