Tyler Knott Gregson's Blog, page 133
December 31, 2019
"Never felt like one,
a countdown to some new day,
some new beginning."
a countdown to some new day,
some new beginning.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
My Top Nine of 2019. Quite clearly, a year of love, of the celebration of it, of love is love, of...
My Top Nine of 2019. Quite clearly, a year of love, of the celebration of it, of love is love, of weddings, of equality, of joy. A year that closes out one of the hardest decades of my life, one that required more patience and endurance than I thought I had inside me, one that was rewarded with the fruits of suffering, with the love of my life becoming wife, finally. I do not know what this new decade will bring, I don’t know where it will take me, but there is peace indescribable in knowing I will not be going there alone.
As we walk into this new decade, I simply know this: we must all do better. We must be More kind, More understanding, More compassionate. We must stand arm in arm against the tide that increasingly seems to counter all those things, we must face it as one. The time for segregation and isolation is over, forward now only together.
Here’s to all we survived, and here’s to all that will come, let us face it bravely. Let us face it soaked and dripping with love.
December 30, 2019
Typewriter Series #2834 by Tyler Knott Gregson*Psst, wanna hear...
Typewriter Series #2834 by Tyler Knott Gregson
*Psst, wanna hear me read these poems aloud? Podcast is up on Spotify and iTunes and places, and the linkthing is in my bio. Subscribe, it’s gonna grow soon.*
I'd know it backwards
wear the path thin,
crypt and stone like sentries
I the haunted, haunting
hallowed places.
Do not go,
not while I
stay.
Cemetery man
I would become,
hermit in the
shadow of headstone
and moss.
Those footprints would be
mine, until I sank
beneath the soil
and joined you.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
Piano fingers
on your spine like ivory.
I’ll play you a song....
Piano fingers
on your spine like ivory.
I’ll play you a song.
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Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
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"Piano fingers
on your spine like ivory.
I’ll play you a song."
on your spine like ivory.
I’ll play you a song.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
In case you missed it, our New Year New Decade ring project is still going strong! Here’s the jist: ...
In case you missed it, our New Year New Decade ring project is still going strong! Here’s the jist: We are days away from beginning again, from not only a new year but a brand new decade. What we need now more than all things, is a sense of togetherness, a sense of unity, an understanding that we are all connected, all faces of the same soul, all beats of the same heart.
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Designed to be purchased two different ways, this ring is a constant reminder in an ancient language, the Ogham alphabet that later became Gaelic, that we are all beats of that same heart. One one ring, the word “one” and on the other, the word “beat.” Bought as a set, you can keep one and gift the other to someone that you’re connected to, a reminder that you’re always together. Bought individually, we’re so excited to give you a chance to be forever connected to a stranger, someone somewhere in the world you’ve never met, but feels the same way you do. We’ll let you know their name and the state or country they live in, and you’ll forever know that someone, somewhere, is feeling connected to you, too.
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With each order comes a signed print of a custom poem written just for this project by Tyler Knott Gregson. Now, let us head into 2020 united, fresh, connected and more alive than ever before. Now, let’s begin again.
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Memories like minutes
and our stories become
years.
Decade like a chapter,
those words
are old words, and we
must begin again.
Now, we write our own
truths, spill out
tales of ourselves,
united and bound as
one thing, one story
that will turn heads
and open mouths
in awe.
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your words become mine,
mine into yours,
the sound of pages turning
like the thumping
of a pulse,
like billions of hearts
with only
one beat.
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-Tyler Knott Gregson-
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December 29, 2019
Typewriter Series #2833 by Tyler Knott Gregson*Psst, wanna hear...
Typewriter Series #2833 by Tyler Knott Gregson
*Psst, wanna hear me read these poems aloud? Podcast is up on Spotify and iTunes and places, and the linkthing is in my bio. Subscribe, it’s gonna grow soon.*
Opposite sides
of opposite worlds,
this thread is stretched,
taut to the point of musical,
where you are, is where I
should be.
What a thing, exploration,
the casting off of all the rigging
and the brave leap into
the bottomless well
of someone else, bare as
the moment of birth,
trembling all the same.
These are soul strings,
and they’re braiding themselves
together.
The notes you play
reverberate across time
across space, across
some vast expanse of sea
between us,
and fill my ears
with song.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
Back to the ocean,
to my salty beginnings,
to the peaceful sea....
Back to the ocean,
to my salty beginnings,
to the peaceful sea.
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
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"Back to the ocean,
to my salty beginnings,
to the peaceful sea."
to my salty beginnings,
to the peaceful sea.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
December 28, 2019
Typewriter Series #2832 by Tyler Knott Gregson*Psst, wanna hear...
Typewriter Series #2832 by Tyler Knott Gregson
*Psst, wanna hear me read these poems aloud? Podcast is up on Spotify and iTunes and places, and the linkthing is in my bio. Subscribe, it’s gonna grow soon.*
Wouldn’t you shout out loud,
wouldn’t you dance
and forget the shyness,
wouldn’t you rejoice and
worry not the words you
screamed?
Do you know how long I rotted
on that desolate road,
do you know how close I was
to forgetting all the whys?
I’ve got a voice for hymns now,
gospel songs sang
to that god I call
survival.
Joy is an arm full of old scars
with blood settled and safe
beneath the surface,
blood that knows
it made it through
the Winter.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
