Augustine Tagaste

Author of Poetry and Prose

I the Ant

A dream am I Bound by reality Superhuman guy Hiding in conformity   Inside a king Outside a pauper Angels sing As I hover   This we believe Ourselves over … Continue reading

September 29, 2017 · Leave a comment

Catechesis In Vita

I thought myself The handsomest Above all else The smartest   Swimming in arrogance Bathing in vanity With greatness blessed Genius insanity   My lesson to fall Fail and crumble … Continue reading

September 26, 2017 · Leave a comment

Oudeis

Nothing is me Soul not mine Everything is thee Love being kind   Pushing myself out Draining this corpse Never in doubt My chosen course   Follow compassion Mindful of … Continue reading

September 21, 2017 · Leave a comment

I Progenitor

My dear child Beloved creation Born inside Love’s destination   By time refined Learning and growing Free to decide Feeling and knowing   Teachers provided You ignore lessons Rebellion incited … Continue reading

September 5, 2017 · Leave a comment

When Waters Recede

Not foreign Not divine Us and them Yours and mine   Problem is us Within ourselves Never discussed Someone else   We hate We fear Our disgrace Another’s tear   … Continue reading

August 31, 2017 · Leave a comment

In Truth A Fool

I am a fool A dreamer worn No thoughts new From illusion torn   None listen They don’t hear Oblivious distance Never near   I shout at walls Scream in … Continue reading

August 28, 2017 · Leave a comment

Human by Numbers

Numbers I resist Refusing to be one Stuck on a list Humanity gone   Cynical category I am not More to my story Essence brought   Neither ethnicity My only … Continue reading

July 28, 2017 · 4 Comments

Triste Borincano

Lamentando mí pena Pobre victima Tocando plena Mi encíclica   Tengo para beber No para vivir Deje de leer Deje de sentir   Vida multicolor Esclavo dormido Ignorando dolor Olvidando … Continue reading

July 27, 2017 · Leave a comment

Each A King

Passions run cold Lost our wonder Arrogant and bold Life we plunder   Thoughts swim shallow Appearance our truth Fields gone fallow In vanity subdued   Life a measurement Prices … Continue reading

July 8, 2017 · 1 Comment