Trajectory (a poem)
2022-11-14
Having moved on, I remained
caught between obligation and fear.
Worn, weary hands now empty.
Inspiration sifted, removed by the wind.
To those who never read me. (a poem)
2022-09-04
Remember the ones
you passed in the hall
never stopping to talk
or know them at all?
The awkward kid
who didn’t fit in
tried to make friends
but just couldn’t win?
of Paper and Ink (a poem)
2019-04-07
The dream lost,
unraveled, unwritten,
to aether went,
in a moment forgotten.
Eternal the cost.
Silent No More. (an anaphoric poem)
2018-02-13
The silence is over.
The time has now come,
where no longer fearful,
our voices ring clear.
In silence she blooms (a poem)
2017-03-27
The beauty of a rose,
wrapped tight within the vines,
upon my trellis waiting,
just waiting for her time.
Bursting open, petals stretch
unto the light of day.
Exploding colors all around,
for Spring has come to stay.
Why? (a poem)
2017-02-22
Why do we employ pen and paper
or, having been given words,
dutifully put them to rhyme?
Why do we apply oil to canvas,
or form a masterpiece
with not but sound?