I don't think that I have previous made any posts containing multiple poems, so I thought that this might be fun. I was up late last night, just wired with inspiration and melodies in my head, so I ended up writing four poems very quickly one after another. Only positive thoughts; only good inspiration; only in the dead of night.
This is a poem that I just wrote comparing the lives of people to those of flowers.
This is a poem that I just wrote where a speaker is talking to someone they once loved, someone who is too prideful to admit any wrongdoing or ask for help or forgiveness.
This is a poem that I wrote in an effort to dissect the anagrams from my own name and see who else lies within. Ironically, I found Hanna in there at some point.
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 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.
This is a poem I wrote about a lost love. My first book of poetry was titled “The Gardens That Were”, and both that title and the title of this poem are derived from a poem that appeared in that book. “gone, lost, departed / like the gardens of her / I would cut it all down / for the gardens that were”. Gardens being something beautiful, were being locked in the past. For me, the memory of her is something beautiful, but something locked in my past.
This is a poem I wrote about finding the silver lining in things. Typically, bloodshed is the result of injury or pain, but there are many positive reasons why it sheds as well.
This is a poem about two miraculous things I saw recently, both coincidentally while on ferry ships. Despite growing up on Cape Cod, it took me 25 years to get to Nantucket and Martha's Vineyard, which I finally did, and my view as I left each was nothing shy of Heavenly.
This is a poem I wrote a few nights ago as a follow up to a poem I wrote a few months ago called 'My Thoughts Are Dark Tonight' since some big life changes have made me much happier.
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