Well folks, there it is. My first collection of poems, selected from this site, is live on Amazon. Come see. https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0BFWRRY99/ref=mp_s_a_1_9?crid=1EUD7R671R201&keywords=david+roussel&qid=1663767125&sprefix=david+roussel%2Caps%2C143&sr=8-9
#mentalhealthmonday #mentalhealthawareness Presence. Being. We can't achieve anything until we learn how to exist properly. Easy, right? Sure. Are we our thoughts and our emotions?Are we our actions and their effects?Are we random protein chains and amino acids hurling through space in an ever-expanding universe we don't comprehend?Are we children of God? Who are we? … Continue reading Mental Health Monday – 06.20.22
Sometimes is better than no times, but not as good as always. You will not remember that which you don't value. Try to wake up, forcing your eyes open. Get up and be worthy of every enemy. We forget that the touch of our hands is a deadly thing. We forget our atomic minds, … Continue reading Be An Early Riser
Go ahead, rain on my parade. Piss all over it; see if that stops me. If your knife in the back words and your piano wire garrotte eyes haven't cut me down yet; you're going to have to try harder, because I'm going to try harder. Every littered failure I have left in my wake … Continue reading 07.01.18
Done with burning up the past one torn piece at a time. Finished with watching the flames dance with every little bit of life. Running out of memories and too afraid to burn tomorrow. Conversations just for one to a flat screen known by name. Missing handle, missing avatar, just a ghost in the … Continue reading Embracing Water
These were just words, until you gave them wings; purely, accidentally. Only lit your eye upon them and they came alive and took to the sky, fulfilling a billion possibilities. How would I deny I placed them there? Entrapment for the future of mankind. For never was a thing created that was not first … Continue reading God-Like
I've got a knife and I've been whittling down whatever's around. Cutting away the crazy we call expectations. One less excuse and I guess you'll be getting out a little more, now you're not tied to your silence. I'm cutting away the forgettable, the extra bits, the decorations. You'd look better with a nice, … Continue reading Cutting Season
There were never any expectations, only endless possibilities. You cornered yourself in a little box you made; so much for all that potential. Now, you want to get out of the circumstance that you thought was so safe. You want to stretch your legs a bit, regret is always a perfect fit. It … Continue reading Tiny Castles
When I close my eyes there’s something there in the not-so-dark with me. There’s something in my mind besides me. I believe that there is a place that I have seen in dreams; extra-dimensional, but it is still me. At least, that’s how it seems. Tell me reality is only what I see. … Continue reading Psychonautic
Remember the morning. In the still-dark, when my hands find you and my lips follow. In the half-sleep, we seek comfort and finding each other, the fear fades. The morning sky lights shine on over the eastern rise, to find two lovers holding on while day breaks. Remember the morning. Let the light of … Continue reading The First Time + Forever
So, this is the impossible thing that I have asked of you. Never said anything we ever did was going to be very easy. You've been clinging to your life, like you think that you need it, but you look the other way every time you have to live, as if every day were the … Continue reading Surviving a Plane Crash
So melodic, each hammer string resonation, drills into me with the force of an event horizon. Drawing me in, inextricable from the feeling of losing my mind. Love is a rush of blood, an unrelenting suffocation and exhilaration. Coming up for air from a dark and deepest ocean. Ravaging like fire across the skin … Continue reading Singularity
I have one more piece from this week, do I post it, or save it for next week?
I’ve got that “I’m missing something” feeling, picking at my brain and I’m not sure if I’m seeking in the wrong place. Is it something long forgotten? A past touchstone? A memory that makes up who I am and more? Did someone whisper to me a secret that I was to keep and … Continue reading Look Both Ways
Well dressed and fashionably late, a smile that lit the room and eyes that captured and held the gazes of every dimly lit soul present. You were always the attraction. You, with your perfect skeletal structure, flawless skin and subtle muscular symmetry... ... and nice teeth, big and straight. Your predatory smile left more than … Continue reading My Eve
Regurgitating what I was forced to consume. I feel better now. HG – 2016 Source: Retroparistalsis
