An End
Pretty crimson blossoms from dazzling gold,Its vibrancy seeps into every crevice, Flows, then stains the ground so effortlessly,As if that’s what it was made to do. And the crystalline tears stream down once more,Cloudy eyes no longer reflect the pristine…
RE: if You Were
If you were the sputtering engine that drags on some more,that drags me along for fun and games, that tells me to be me and makes me feel special. If you were that spark that shines in the sky,that lives…
Daylight Savings Time
We set our clocks an hour ahead, Gain an hour of sleepBut this so called giftSeems rather cheap We wake up to the sun now, Though our time with the sun is getting thinnerThe light fades much quicker Completely gone…
Why Winter?
Flowers in the meadow Unprepared for the frostI wonder if they see what’s coming Or just watch in aweAs the clouds roll over,Promising something refreshing and familiarAn old friend appears, but in a different stateFormerly soft, wet and warm, Now…
Scary School Poem
A creak on the stairsA bump in the nightAre surely enoughTo fill me with fright Though no creepy monsterAnd no minor scareCould match my feeling that nightCouldnt even compare The whole day at schoolHad gone by, uneventfulThough when I got…
Hidden Life
In it goes I spoke with my enemies and foes. They croak and soak their eyes in bellows of smoke And out comes… stark white bellows of smoke. I gasp in imperfectly concealed mockery Of the expected nature of danger…
Season’s Changing
When day blurred to endless nights The yearning for new days faded in sight She coddled the teenage dream that thrived amid sunkissed skin Turned to angry patches of scorching red where the sun’s love had been And along I-95…
I hope you lose the one thing you have
He wishes he was the one for her- I hope you lose the one thing you have I hope you realize one day what you had Brag about you like you are a trophy Talk about you like your my…
Gatsby From Daisy’s Perspective
We moved down the steps towards the car. Gatsby went to the passenger side and opened the door for me. I looked back at him. “I want to drive,” I said. “Who would I be to stop a girl like…