*A very rough-draft of a poem* Mountains: The mountains felt like walls when I arrived in Utah ten years ago. Closing me into the small valley the stony faces confined me to a foreign land. The gray fortresses, so different from the green fields I knew, were my isolated tower. Here, hidden in the valley … Continue reading Mountains
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Silent Movie Morning
I walked outside and everything was grey scale. Devoid of color, devoid of time the world was neither dark nor bright, but somewhere in-between. Silver sky reflected in white snow- contrasted by the charcoal shadows and black-tar roads. There was no color. There was no sound. No children laughing, talking, shouting- They are all at … Continue reading Silent Movie Morning
Brown Christmas: A Poem about Growing-Up Southern
Brown Christmas: A Poem About Growing-up Southern It never snowed on Christmas in Houston. Growing up, the December was nippy- and browning grass was crisp with frost. Our breath rose in puffs before our faces- but snow never fell on Christmas day. I didn't mind that Christmas's weren't snowy. We had everything we … Continue reading Brown Christmas: A Poem about Growing-Up Southern
Writer’s Mania
I am convinced that all writers are unstable. The manic energy that possesses us- that thing we call "inspiration"- the frantic need to create- the voices that fill our minds with the words that flow from our mouths, our hands- those muses, those demons, those divine gods or angels- it is a possession. It's a … Continue reading Writer’s Mania
I Cried Tonight
I cried tonight The first time since we broke us The first tears since the last time That we failed to break the curse that keeps us apart. I cried tonight. The first time since I gave up. The first ache since I allowed numbness To replace sharp despair over how close we … Continue reading I Cried Tonight
One Last, One Last Time
*Rough Draft* One last, one last time. You asked me for one last, one last time. Against my better judgement I gave it to you. One last, one last time. I fell for you one last, one last time. I knew it would end- But I loved you. One last, one last … Continue reading One Last, One Last Time
Seven Deadly Sins: Lust
Writing Challenge: Jan 22, 2018 Prompt: Write a poem each of the seven deadly sins. You cannot use their names. *Seven Deadly Sins Part 3 of 7* I need to feel skin- Contact- And connection. Feeding the hunger- With the Taste- Touches- Sight- Sound- And smell of someone else. Filling the emptiness- And satisfying … Continue reading Seven Deadly Sins: Lust
Grandpa’s Stories
My favorite Holiday is fast approaching- THANKSGIVING! In honor of this family-gathering Holiday I thought a little family-centered poem would be in order. A family tradition Of our own making- Grandpa’s stories told at each gathering Tales of misadventure: Of a child, Marine, father, and grandpa, Delight and entertain the growing clan. … Continue reading Grandpa’s Stories
Devils- Found Poem
*This is a found poem written for a school project. Every word and line is taken from Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness* That heart of darkness, Is it not frightful? The shackled form of a conquered monster; Truth stripped of its cloak of time, The truth of the “civilized man”. Angel or a fiend? A … Continue reading Devils- Found Poem
My Sailor
Oh my sailor, My sailor, across the sea Far, far from me, Where I pine and dream, But cannot be with my sailor across the sea. Oh my sailor. My sailor, across the sea. Please think of me While I wait here for you, Patiently For my sailor across the sea. Oh my … Continue reading My Sailor
