This is a poem that I wrote recently about how some things fly away out of our control. It was written entirely to and inspired by a piece of music by an artist I recently discovered, "Petti Fryi Petti" by Eivor. I was walking to the store and wrote this on the sidewalk, as the music was literally pulling the words out of me. It also helps that I don't understand the language it is sung in, but I have since learned that there is a version in English called "Piece by Piece".
This is a poem that I wrote last night after the title phrase came to me, inspiring the rest of it. It is just about how quickly life happens and how everything feels like it was just a day ago, all of the events that have led me to where I am today.
This is a poem that I wrote about how sometimes thoughts, memories, and emotions can suddenly pile up and yet pass with the simple closing of the eyes.
This is a poem that I wrote this morning about how some memories were, while other memories are, and about how some goodbyes may never come.
This is a poem that I wrote about how I often escape to the fantasies that I read and write about for a break from reality, and how I wish I could just hold my breath forever when I breathe in the wonder of those worlds.
I finally published my new book of poetry, A Chaplet of Flowers. This is a collection of all of the poetry I wrote throughout the course of 2019 and the very beginning of 2020.
This is a poem I wrote that's about the concept that nobody is truly free since every square inch of our planet is owned by one nation or another, and how living as societies of people is not easy,
This is a poem that I wrote recently as a response to my previously written poem, "Dead in the UK". I wrote that one months before knowing I'd be taking a trip to the UK so soon, and I write this one as a response after having gone to the UK and seeing the exact cliffs I had always felt a calling to go to.
This is a poem that I wrote several weeks ago about trees after spending a day hiking in the woods. I have always felt like trees are watching me, judging me almost, as I walk and talk by myself in their forest.
This is a poem that I wrote recently, partially inspired by things I have felt and experienced in the past, but not entirely based on my own experience. It's just about the concept of love coming to an end because often times only one person sees it coming.