by Kent Pilkington | Aug 2, 2017 | Introspective, Writing
Not to an enemy, but to a caring friend who points with gentle tenderness where I still need to grow and love and accept and forgive. Not to a speaker of the word, but to me. To forgive the past hurts and scars too long held. To let go of the pain and bitterness of...
by Kent Pilkington | Apr 19, 2017 | Introspective, Writing
What is the Nature of Your Strength? What is the nature of your strength, My Love? Is it parapets and towers, with moats and showers of piercing arrows that drop men dead, and make their tombs among the bowers? How have you stayed intact, My Love? Have you kept...
by Kent Pilkington | Mar 13, 2017 | Romantic, Writing
I want the chance to know you more. Including all the little things. Like various trivial biographical details, And what you think of birds and snails. Your favorite colors and time of year, The music that you like to hear. And still I want to know you more. Including...
by Kent Pilkington | Feb 19, 2017 | Whimsical, Writing
Mr. Badger Beard There’s a badger that grows upon my face. He fancies himself a beard. He starts out scratchy and softens up, but still feels itchy and weird. The part that grows underneath my nose likes to steal sips from my drink He laps it up and laughs at me...
by Kent Pilkington | Jun 14, 2014 | Introspective, Writing
A million words are thrown a million times passing through the space of the absent armor that was cast aside and abandoned for the passionate strength of vulnerability. Passing through my soul without a home. But one in a million, rather than passing by unslowed,...
by Kent Pilkington | Mar 11, 2013 | Observations
I’m currently looking at ways that I tend to inflict verbal violence/shaming, often without even realizing it. Or perhaps with only peripheral knowledge. Certainly, it’s true that we should all be capable of withstanding a certain amount. However,...
by Kent Pilkington | Jan 21, 2013 | Observations
Learning to love has been a process with a lot of lessons along the way. Here is one of the most difficult, yet most liberating: Moving from “I am yours and you are mine” to “I am you and you are me”. This was a major challenge, in part because...
by Kent Pilkington | Jun 25, 2012 | Observations
I’ve observed for a long time how people (myself foremost) move into a different state of mind when they think about a others who do or think or believe in a way the person finds objectionable, wrong, offensive, etc. I see it when people talk about welfare...
by Kent Pilkington | Apr 23, 2012 | Observations
I’m not a musical virtuoso. I never have been. The path between my brain and my hands can run a bit long. I’ve tried the piano and the trumpet and abandoned both. But even as my 40th birthday rolled around, the desire to BE a musician (regardless of the...
by Kent Pilkington | Feb 2, 2012 | Observations
After a quick shower, I stepped over to the pod and looked inside. The white interior was bathed in a blue, diffused light that reflected all around, giving the water an otherworldly hue as it’s own slightly blue tinge was added. Stepping into the warm salt...
