Hi, I’m Josh.
I’m not sure why I started writing poetry. I just did it one day and enjoyed it. I guess it’s therapeutic at times. I mostly do it because I like creating. If we aren’t creating what are we really doing besides consuming? I write sporadically, never planned, always organic.
Josh Duntz originals
arkana
It fills the soul. It fills the mind.
Years of sorrow - decades of trauma.
We all want peace. We all want happiness.
Please momma show me the way.
Please momma forgive me for my sins.
I know there is another way.
Show me the path and I’ll lead the way.
Magic in my cup. Magic in the Air.
Our hardships vanish, there’s love in the air.
Pulsing through my veins, please don’t leave me now.
The works not over yet, no it’s just begun.
A lifetime spent searching, to find it in a week.
I share my gratitude dear mother, with you a share my dreams.
One more night with you, I don’t want you to leave.
Thank you for all your lessons, we shall meet again in this life and the next.
My mother you are, the mother to us all.
You bring peace to the world, peace to us all.
For this we thank you, thank you from all.
plasticity
Free thoughts, free emotions, damn this is the life I missed.
Pure intentions, authentic self, damn this feeling is bliss.
Early mornings, early nights, can this be my new path?
Late nights, late mornings, fuck that life ain’t for me.
Woke now, toke’n less now, plant medicine life for me.
I am that, you are that, we be that - one day you’ll see.
Enjoying my breath, rep after rep, feel the O2 pulse through.
We are one, me and you, I am you and you are me.
Do you see what I see?
be you
Freedom, freedom at last.
Stripped of ego, I’m not my past.
Authentic self, I am that.
One with my breath,
freedom at last.
magic
The magic medicine fills my cup as pure ecstasy fills my soul.
I feel the sorrows melt from head to toe.
It’s not long now before my world glows.
Prana in the air,
I feel so connected.
The son of god I hear in my head, I hope it so.
Am I meant for more or is this what life beholds?
No longer in control - it’s magic time.
I give, I give, I give.
Love, love, love.
Loops fill my head - the energy it’s so real.
But it all feels so hard, can it be this easy?
One more cup.
Time drifts away.
The spirit world is where I remain.
roots
Our roots are our soul.
Painful memories, painful past,
the lights above me now,
let’s hope it lasts.
Happy times were the best times.
We used to see you smile, and you used to make us laugh.
Now the airs toxic, sorrows from the past.
I ain’t give up yet, but the demons are knocking on my door.
I can’t take much more.
Who knows what tomorrow brings?
Could be light, could be dark.
As long as tomorrow brings.
two lost souls
The hinge on my door you keep me moving.
I thought you were a ghost but the universe brought you to light.
It started in the cloud and ended in the gardens.
Two lost souls, it’s all about the simple things.
First date night sparks in the air,
she doesn’t do e-bikes, likes to keep it old school.
When she releases notes from her lips, my only focus must be to not drool.
Can this feeling last forever, or will it fade into the abyss like a midnight dream?
Two lost souls, it’s all about the simple things.
The balance of opposites you give me hope.
We haven't been intimate yet, but she hints she’s keen on a playful choke.
Sunrises and sunsets let’s see what tomorrow brings.
Two lost souls, it’s all about the simple things.