A poem I wrote a week or two ago using an enchanted forest as a metaphor for the bewitchment of regret.
Tag: nature
Cavernous Deep
This is a poem that I wrote while listening to a beautiful instrumental composition about finding peace and comfort in darkness, comparing my mind to a cave.
Me and a Trillion Grains of Salt
A poem I wrote about a year and a half ago, while having a momentary ray of confidence pierced me with the rays of the sun that were prominent that day.
March, Ye Bandits
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.
The Ever-Open Road
A poem I wrote recently as a metaphor for life. I was going to make it a significantly longer poem, but it told me that it was finished, and so it was.
Hollow Ivy in the Bower Grave
A poem I wrote just now, which is a metaphor for waiting until I can again find light and peace in her.
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