Inside the self, outside the mind Where great ideas start to douse Shadows and Fire, yet they find The last brick of this haunted house
Tag Archives: short poem
Our Little Piece of Everything
The world is going to be okay Right now it really sucks The setting is changing People are angry Voices shouting and echoing A human reaction Us fighting against something Realizing something isn’t right And we want to make it right The world knows Our planet moves in unison She grows, she changes Next toContinue reading “Our Little Piece of Everything”
Unturned
This is a poem from before COVID when we could sit at a park and try to guess the stories behind every bystander’s life.
I Can Feel
It is 4am when I’m publishing this but I was woken up by this idea and I couldn’t get it out of my head. Let me know if you enjoyed it.
The Gifts of the Mind
This is a poem inspired by Wallace Stevens, submitted for a contest in AllPoetry.
Burning Insomniac
After more trouble sleeping I decided to write a poem on it, on what was keeping me from it.
Starved Anger
When you need to shout in anger, you better make yourself heard, otherwise the anger will just ask for more.
Sea Bottom
A look into the journey to the bottom of the ocean. I worked on this one for a poetry contest a while back but I didn’t end up sending it, so here it is.
Anxiety Hunting
When it haunts you, it’s better to face it than run away
Good Mourning
The sunburn from the nightlight Soughed blisters on my skin My throat burned and sizzled With drinks of forgetfulness Yet I could hold no warmth No flare or shine The light sifted through my fingers Like the ashes of those up ahead Like the soil on top of them
