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.
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.
This is a poem about an apparent loss of love for both God and Mother Nature in our society.
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.
This is a poem about how so many people like me seem to be too lazy and selfish to fit one hour a week of going to church into their schedule. I personally feel a lot of guilt about this and plan to eventually break the habit. Even if you don't believe in God, organized religion, or the overall message of some faiths, when you are inside of a local church as part of a congregation during a Mass...it is a blissful experience.
This is a poem I wrote about how Mary was just a child herself when she gave birth to Jesus, and went from a virgin child to the mother of God.