This is a poem that I wrote last night after the title phrase came to me, inspiring the rest of it. It is just about how quickly life happens and how everything feels like it was just a day ago, all of the events that have led me to where I am today.
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.
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.
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.
This is still one of the strangest and most important things that has ever happened to me. In a dream that I had a woman very clearly whispered, "It was only Irita who bothered to cry" into my ear. The next day, I wrote it down. A few weeks later, I wrote the poem. I then converted the poem into a short song. I then incorporated it briefly into my second novel, "Arisen from Bygones". As of late, I have been delving ever deeper into the meaning behind the whisper.
These are a few very brief excerpts plucked from the new fantasy series I have been working on lately. The series will be many books long and I anticipate it to take years to write, but it is coming along nicely.
This is a poem that I wrote about the relationship between life and death, for people die and are born every day, making it seem like an endless trade off between the two.