| The Angel's Last Step | I am an angel Walking on eggshells— Walking on diamonds. And when I look down, I can see Myself multiplied in their sparkling faces. If I spread my wings, will I fly? Hatchlings fly when they leave the nest And it isn’t long before they forget their humble beginnings. … Continue reading Poem | The Angel’s Last Step
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Poem | Ice Cream Sky
For a bit of context, this poem was inspired by the deep, velvety blue color a cloudless sky becomes on a summer day. ^_^ | Ice Cream Sky | Sometimes when the clouds go on vacation and the sun glows for squinting, the sky becomes a big, bulging dome of ice cream. Not like the … Continue reading Poem | Ice Cream Sky
Poem | The Melody of Me (Chatham’s song)
Before you read the poem, here's a bit of backstory: The Melody of Me (Chatham's Song) started out as an experiment to see how far I could take end rhyme while still composing a fairly comprehensive poem. However, it wasn't until it was completed that I realized the message of the poem is very much … Continue reading Poem | The Melody of Me (Chatham’s song)
Poem | Chaotic Symphony
Source: Unsplash. | Chaotic Symphony | Jostling and pushing, all in good spirits, as I shove my way To my sweat-stained flip-seat. The anthem is sung sweet and loud as I stand with my hand Over my heart. The crowd bellows and whoops as the ball flies, Thrown from the fleet fingers of the quarterback. … Continue reading Poem | Chaotic Symphony
Poetry dump #1
So poetry is one of my school subjects this year, and I have to say... It's been a lot harder than I thought it would be. xD Most of the stuff I've written so far is no good, but I think I am getting better, bit by bit. So I keep plugging away. Anyway, here's … Continue reading Poetry dump #1
Poem: A Letter to Lucie
Sydney Carton admits to Lucie Manette his love for her, by Fred Barnard. Public domain. If you know me, you probably know that Sydney Carton from Charles Dickens' A Tale of Two Cities is one of a lineup of fictional characters that I most often refer to as "my precious children." Or, "my precious muffins," … Continue reading Poem: A Letter to Lucie
Poem: Rabbit Running
Not my best, but poetry is something I'm still getting the hang of. Sometimes I just like to write about something small. A rabbit hops Fears the fox Ears twitching, legs pumping Into the brush Fights the brambles Startles a starling, it screams in her face Free again Away from the lake No refuge there, … Continue reading Poem: Rabbit Running
