I have noticed that my poetry has moods Often determined by where I am In a store, I write like a little child Trying to act cool and contemplative Playing on an electronic device because That looks cool Around those people who press insecurity I write letters to them which I shroud In metaphors which … Continue reading Moods In Poetry
“You either live alone with few trials Or live with someone with great and many trials.” -Bryson M. Continue reading Life: Alone or Together
What is a poem? A garden full of words, each one opening Into a flower, holding life underneath a painting. A middle-schooler with a crush, Using petals as a prophecy: “She loves me, she loves me not.” It is the way Charlie Brown will always end With “She loves me not.” However, There is always … Continue reading What is a Poem?
Inspired by Linda, Commissioned by Larry I had asparagus for breakfast With fish and mashed potatoes It was a better idea than coke and ice cream At least in my mother’s opinion Now, asparagus is like life You look at it and smell it one way You taste And then for the next … Continue reading I Had Asparagus For Breakfast
Are these the words I want to leave behind? An imprint of the world on me, myself on the world. I’m just trying to be ok, To do something that means something, But on every side I am crushed by doubt. I tried poem as prayer, Hoping that maybe then this would be … Continue reading Are These the Words
Some men you talk to They listen but do not let in Your words are held outside their skin Where they in turn create words To throw at you, instead of giving to you There are some, however Who understand that to hear Is to open yourself To understand speech as part of the … Continue reading Dialogue
I can’t do this anymore I took the long way home Like that time I went to the mall Yes, I have homework But why do it now when could save it for later Right now I need to savor Everything I’m going through Not savor because I like it But because I … Continue reading The Long Way Home