This is a poem that I wrote recently about humanity and how we are often selfish and narcissistic, and how we often to forget to keep seeking out our own answers to life.
Thank You for Me
This is a poem that I wrote about how I try to be thankful even for the bad things that happen, since they allow for an opportunity for something good to happen as a result.
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.
You Can Have Me
This is a poem that I wrote recently. I am not entirely sure who the poem is written towards; a lover, God, myself. Perhaps all at once, or a lover who is yet to come.
This is a poem that I wrote recently about how I tend to overthink, and often think so deeply it frightens me, but that I've always been this way.
This is a poem that I wrote about a song that I used to really love, but at this point has come to haunt me. It played yesterday and seemed all too perfect in the worst sort of way. Alas, it inspired this poem.
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.
Burden I Am Become
This is a poem about an apparent loss of love for both God and Mother Nature in our society.
Fire, Cruel Mistress (With a Golden Cross We Stand)
This is a poem written about the fire that took place at the historic Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris. I saw a photo taken in the aftermath of a golden cross unscaved, and subsequently saw a video of the beautiful harmonies of the people singing at the vigil in the streets the next day. Even as our world burns, Mother Mary, Our Lady, Notre Dame, still stands.