In Love with a Ghost

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.

Take Me Home

This is a poem that I wrote recently about how I often live in the past and fear the future, but that giving up is not an option. Each stanza ends with a repeated verse, which stems from something I said in a prayer the other night in a shower (as odd as that sounds). I thought it was neat, so I wrote it down and ran with it.

Books beneath Their Covers

This is a poem that I have been wanting to write for a while and finally sat down to write last night. I think we are often so quick to judge others and find them irritating, but we don't take the time to try and understand what they might have going on beneath the surface.