This is a poem that I wrote about how much time I've spent alone over the past several years and the conversations that I have with myself in my head on a daily basis, both bad and good.
Tag: life
Bird Not Followed
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".
Only Yesterday
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.
If the Shoe Fits
This is a poem that I wrote recently that experiments with a unique rhyme scheme that helps to pace the piece rhythmically.
Elastic Days
This is a poem that I wrote comparing the changing of days in different seasons to elastic.
Polar Throne
This is a poem that I wrote recently about how to the core of the essence of truth, people really know and own very little. We are taught things and believe them, and hold things and claim them, but in reality we only know our thoughts and own our bodies; nothing more.
Unspoken Bond
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.
Dancing in the Rain
This is a poem that I wrote today as a follow-up to the poem 'The Piano Lesson' that I wrote yesterday, a unique type of poem containing dialogue and telling a sweet story about family, again while listening to "Seven Days Waking".
I Wonder What it Was Like
This is a poem I wrote about a concept I often think about; what was life like back then? 'Back then' being multiple eras of time, dating from before humans were civilized throughout the course of time. It must have been so open and quiet and beautiful.
A Sparrow’s Perspective
This is a poem consisting of words and perhaps a bit of meaning.
