I began listening to the Seven Days Walking music again by Ludovico Einaudi and as always it inspired some writing and this is the results; a poem about the beauty of things that don't last.
This is a poem that I wrote about the relationship between life and death, for people die and are born every day, making it seem like an endless trade off between the two.
This is a poem that I just wrote. The words were simply inspired by the music I was listening to, which was peacefully somber. It was Ludovico Einaudi's "Seven Days Walking (Day 6)" album.
This is a poem that I just wrote for Halloween. What I decided to do was first find a good image, and write the poem based on that image. So, it is a story from the speaker's perspective about seeing the ghost of his loved one, being the girl in the image.
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.
This is a poem that was featured in my last novel, Arisen From Bygones, as a traditional song of the fictional town of Troika of someone reflecting upon the loss of a loved one by the Bowergrove Cemetery.
This is a poem about the fact that I have always felt like I am going to die young. Not that I necessarily want to, but that I am quite at peace with it.
This is an example of a poem that practically wrote itself. The phrase came to me randomly and I decided to make a very transparent, awesome, poem about it, and in doing so the unique structure came about.
A poem I wrote today about how I am at the point in my life where all of my thoughts are of death but all of my desires are to be more successful than ever, and about how many of my friendships are very one-sided and therefore I question their care for my existence at all as to whether I should die or thrive.