This is a poem that I wrote about how I often escape to the fantasies that I read and write about for a break from reality, and how I wish I could just hold my breath forever when I breathe in the wonder of those worlds.
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A Chaplet of Flowers
I finally published my new book of poetry, A Chaplet of Flowers. This is a collection of all of the poetry I wrote throughout the course of 2019 and the very beginning of 2020.
Conflict and Compromise
This is a poem I wrote that's about the concept that nobody is truly free since every square inch of our planet is owned by one nation or another, and how living as societies of people is not easy,
Answer the Call
This is a poem that I wrote recently as a response to my previously written poem, "Dead in the UK". I wrote that one months before knowing I'd be taking a trip to the UK so soon, and I write this one as a response after having gone to the UK and seeing the exact cliffs I had always felt a calling to go to.
Watchers of the Forest
This is a poem that I wrote several weeks ago about trees after spending a day hiking in the woods. I have always felt like trees are watching me, judging me almost, as I walk and talk by myself in their forest.
She Walked On
This is a poem that I wrote recently, partially inspired by things I have felt and experienced in the past, but not entirely based on my own experience. It's just about the concept of love coming to an end because often times only one person sees it coming.
There is No Escape
This is a poem that I wrote recently about how it seems there is no escape to how far society and technology has progressed, and the world will not find peace and quiet again until another ice age.
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.
All the More Beautiful
I began listening to the Seven Days Walking music again by Ludovico Einaudi and as always it inspired some writing and this is the results; a poem about the beauty of things that don't last.
Elastic Days
This is a poem that I wrote comparing the changing of days in different seasons to elastic.
