Look | Poem

I wrote this poem in class. It reminded me of someone I loved. I hope they’re okay. We sat by the ocean,  and you gazed upon me like I was a mirror.  Everything you were,  was reflected in me.  And the way you looked upon me,  was like the turn of the sun  as it […]

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The Third of March | Poem

A poem I wrote as part of my class I take at NMIT. We were asked to write a poem every day for five days. It was fun, I guess. I woke strangely this morning. My thoughts scattered. Patterns shifted. I had some kind of dream that faded before I could imprint it into my […]

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Scream | A Poem

A poem written in a fever of frustration. I know to many people who are not what they say they are. It drives me mad when people are like this. Many people call me quirky. I know I am strange. How I act and how I think does not match the status quo. While I […]

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Insight | A Poem

A poem that is both ironic and hypocritical in relation to me. But also not. I’m at a very confusing stage in my life.     I try to see into the people around me.   It is an exercise I find comes naturally.   Perhaps I’m intuitive,   perhaps I’m nosy.   To interested […]

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Concave | Poem

I wrote this poem while I was listening to a song. This is sort of how it make me feel. But it’s more than that.   My heart beats inside my chest,   And as it thuds,   And tremors,   I cannot help but feel   An eerie sense of foreboding.   A storm […]

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Encompass | Poem

This is about something very real. It happened a few days ago. But I want it to happen everyday for the rest of my life.   I wake warm, My body wrapped around another. My light. My love. My only. He stirs gently in his sleep. Troubled by some unknown dream. I wish I could […]

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Dismantle | A Poem

Most of my poems come to me in a flurry of a moment. A rush of particular emotion. This is for sure, one of those.   Throw me up against the wall,   Mark my skin,   Like countless times before.   A strike.   A cut.   A bite.   Take a claw to […]

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Irrevocable | A Poem

A short poem that came to me in a odd kind of rush. Based off my real life. I don’t know why I do this.   Sometimes I wake to find I have been crying in my sleep. I never remember why. But there are stains on my cheeks, And a salty crust stuck to […]

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Fever | A Poem

A poem based off a rather strange dream I had. This one took some time to get it to sound right. I just hope it makes sense.   I dream of eyes drawn in pastel, Soft and green. With a knowing gleam that asks but one question: Where are you? Of handmade windmills, Their corrugated […]

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