This is a poem that a wrote form the point of view of someone in love with a ghost, and leaving life to join her in death. The title phrase came to me randomly, and I thought it was too cool to not write a poem about.
This is a poem about coming to peace with the bitter truth that on the greater scheme of humanity, our mark in history will never be as big as we would like, and how the names of almost everyone who lives are eventually forgotten.
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.