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.
Tag: life
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.
Twenty Five Plus One Day
This is a poem I wrote on my 25th birthday about the premonition I always had that I would die young, that I almost wanted that to happen, particularly on my 25th birthday. Since it did not, and since I have much more to do, this poem is a toast to the rest of my life.
In the Snap of a Finger
This is a poem that I wrote about how my emotions seem to come and go quickly, and when they come on they do so strongly. It is also about how this is a conflict when I am writing, since at times I think my writing is brilliant and other times I think it is terrible, as I'm sure all writers do.
Seven Days
This is a poem that I just wrote while listening to the masterpiece "Seven Days Walking" by composer Ludovico Einaudi, specifically the "Day Six" album, which I have linked. It is a powerful piece and the poem was inspired by the music.
My Last Day
This is a poem that I wrote a few weeks ago and is another poem about the premonition that I've always had that I will die young, but that I am at peace with that.
Phoenix
This is a poem that appeared in my last poetry book that I wrote nearly a year ago. I hired an artist to bring Phoenix, the main character of my novel, to life for the book cover and he did so perfectly in the first try. I can't wait until this project is finalized and published!
The Shelves of Time
This is a poem about caving into the continuous dreams of someone who one tried to stop dreaming of long ago, and is therefore a bit of a sequel to my previous poem "The Librarian".
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