Poetry Review

****Disclosure: Some of the links in this post are ‘affiliate links’. This means if you click on the link and purchase the item, I will receive an affiliate commission at no extra cost to you. I got into poetry when I was small. As soon as I could read, I was checking out all theContinue reading “Poetry Review”

Poetry: Transcendental

Transcendental Over seas and rivers foaming waves drenched in sunshine heat. Cutting currents winding through the land, unstoppable. The Pacific, Salmon, Indian, Margaret River and the Truckee. I’ve loved you. Mountains of pine forests, snowcapped summits, the afternoon sunbeams shooting through the trees as we drive. The Columbias, the Rockies, Sierras and the Swan. OvercomeContinue reading “Poetry: Transcendental”

Poetry: Untitled

https://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js As the leaves from spring trees tire and flutter to the ground, somewhere waves are crashing and wind whispers all around. The thoughts that drift inside her mind were never quite as clear as the day when every single thought lingered somewhere near. Everything was going great and nothing could go wrong. It wasContinue reading “Poetry: Untitled”

Poetry: Fear

https://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js It’s the fear that holds me back. I’ve always said, it’s hesitation that kills my dreams. The fear paralyzes me. It’s getting thin. After all, what do I have to fear? I’ve been broken, disappointed and abused by the ones I love the most. I should not care about the opinions of strangers, andContinue reading “Poetry: Fear”

Words on Paper: A Love Story

https://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js Does anyone write on paper anymore? That beautiful substance we began making around 200AD by creating pulp from plant fibers and drying it in sheets? Humans have been putting pen to paper for over a thousand years to document events, stories and processes. Today, we try to use paper as little as possible toContinue reading “Words on Paper: A Love Story”

Poetry: Tightrope

It’s a fine line, a tightrope we walk. Here is a powerful, little piece I wrote in 2017 perfect for a pandemic. Tightrope I’m walking a tightrope. Narcissist, self-loathing. I’m capable of anything, but do nothing right. I am perfection, destruction. I am damaged, recovered. Keep my balance or plunge to my death. The pressureContinue reading “Poetry: Tightrope”