The Saviour: Music
Music is a gust of windthat turnsmy Soulto dust I fly uponher billowywings, andknow that I must trust Her LightHerContinue Reading
Category: Metered
Anything and everything I had to write with a distinct rhythm and flow.
Sonnet # 4
I’m looking for the beast that storms in me. The one who boils blood and rips the ground.She chews upContinue Reading
Sonnet # 3
The third sonnet for “Brutally Honest Conversations with God.”
Sonnet # 2
For the series: “Brutally Honest Conversations with God”
Why did I put myself here?
Sometimes, you’re just lost.
Dark colors, dark colors
Dark colors, dark colorsAnd corners, and cornersAll covered, all coveredAnd dusted Heart rusty, heart rustyAnd festered, and festeredAll broken, allContinue Reading
Don’t Stop There
Don’t stay down. Every little fight for progress matters.
Sonnet # 1
The first sonnet for the series: “Brutally Honest Conversations with God”
All That’s Left
A poem about moments in life when you feel utterly and completely alone.
A Musing about Lavender Oil
Lavender oil on my neck was supposed to help me dream I’m lying here smelling of sweet things but internally I continue to scream What it is for I cannot tellContinue Reading
Alexis Attempts to Write 