All That’s Left
A poem about moments in life when you feel utterly and completely alone.
Category: Metered
Anything and everything I had to write with a distinct rhythm and flow.
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
It’s the perfect day for my life
To go fluttering up to the skyTo catch a strong wind And go sailing againAnd forget about all of itsContinue Reading
Resist
Originally written May 14, 2018. ImaginationRunning RampantHidden chambersSafely keptBuilding upA strong encampmentTense affectionsLeft unsaid Do I dare toSpeak them loudlyStrongContinue Reading
Supplication, Resignation
This poem has been edited but was originally written on 2/18/18 during a particularly difficult time with God. Good Lord,IfContinue Reading
Indulgent Todays, Elusive Tomorrows
Recently submitted this poem to the Rattle: Ekphrastic Challenge. More recently, it has been declined. C’est la vie. It wasContinue Reading
Hidden Places in Athens
A million little windows A million little doors A million different stories A million different souls So many mouthsContinue Reading
