This is a poem I wrote for my dad since today is his birthday. He lost his brother to suicide many years ago, and plans on getting a tattoo of a seagull to commemorate his brother's free spirit.
Author: Aaron Michael Lynn
I am a marketing consultant and aspiring writer, with a major in English and a minor in history. I have been writing poetry consistently since my senior year of high school and have since published three poetry books and three novels. I have also written several songs and a few short stories. I also wrote and published a trilogy of novels, my Troika book series. I am currently working on a large-scale multi-book fantasy series that I am very excited about! Writing is a part of my every day, and I would have trouble finding meaning or the will to keep going without it.
Cold Rain
This is a poem that I wrote the other night. I saw someone post a song that they wrote called Cold Rain about their weight loss, and it encouraged me to finally take crucial steps for my own and is a message to myself that, though it will be a difficult road, I will be there for me.
Silent Postcards
This is a poem that I just wrote about somebody experiencing new highs and lows simultaneously, and how they have said so much that they, for once, are at a loss of what to say.
My Thoughts Are Dark Tonight
This is a poem I just wrote, straying away from my style, as this one was more just writing my thoughts than it was being creative with wordplay or language. It is definitely one of the most direct and honest poems I have written.
The Librarian
In honor of Valentine's Day, I figured it was time to finalize this poem that I have been working on for a few weeks. It is about the decision to stop finding inspiration from someone. It is beautiful to let pain inspire you, but eventually you have to stop crediting a painful memory with your creativity.
Poison
This is a poem that I just wrote because why would inspiration strike at any time of day besides the middle of the night? This is probably the most rhythmic poem that I have written in a while.
Just Written Excerpt From My New Novel
This is an excerpt written minutes ago from my newest novel, Forsaken of Silence, which I am more than halfway done with as of now. It is a brief scene, but one that doesn't reveal very much.
Who Am I but to be Loved?
This is an older poem written just shy of two years ago, about the lingering question in the back of the mind of so many: who am I to be deserving of love?
Feather Friends
This is a poem about my disdain for the term "ex" when referring to a former loved one.
Interlude IV
This is the fifth poem in a series I did of five poems that tell a very ambiguous, surreal story of the passing of time, written entirely to a specific piece of instrumental music.
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