the following is a short essay i wrote in junior year of high school and rediscovered this week. the ideas in it still stand, so i decided to share it with a few edits. i hope you enjoy (: My homework is hungry, and it does not know how to forgive. This is why I… Continue reading there are such things as bad poems
it is as heavy as bruised thunderstorm, as worn out as a knitted blanket. it smothers, it drains, it craves something melodic, soothing, carrying. it is a lonely waft of steam over a hasty cup of tea. it is a dirty sock, a mound of freshly baked abandoned laundry. it is a ghost perpetually winking… Continue reading homesickness defined
Don’t rush the sun in setting, Don’t join it at the end, But watch it creep across the sky, In whispers of the wind. Don’t ask to see it hurry, Don’t tell it ‘hasten now,’ But enjoy the quiet stillness, As it greets the old oak’s bough. Watch it bow and curtesy,To its weathered friend,Who… Continue reading don’t rush the sun in setting {original poem + linocut stamp}
Found Poetry is a delicious way to create snippets of thought and warm up one's creative muscles. There are often those weeks for me when I feel the desperate need to cling to even the smallest such phrases in order to at least make something. A few times they bloom into full poems, other times… Continue reading found poetry | part 4
Inspiration incarnates itself in a variety of mediums to a willing artist. It sometimes is grand and bold, but other times inspiration can be a quiet quirk, a small snippet of conversation, or a picture of the inward workings of a typewriter. I was originally planning to simply share a poem today for the reason… Continue reading We Found Inspiration in the Weirdest Places {a villanelle}
Heyoo friends, this week has been quite a bit busy as it's week of mock trial state competition, so I decided to share these two poems I've written recently, instead of skipping out of posting all together. I hope they make you smile and maybe stop to notice the sunset tonight. Until next week! (:… Continue reading Two Poems
I miss your smile but at leastI see your nose crinkle your eyes upand your freckles creasedas I know you radiate like the sun beneath.Like a sunrise sending colors spiraling to the heavens,even when the sun is hidden, just out of sight.Red roses fall, and the pink flush is warming.I miss your smile but know… Continue reading I miss your smile {poetry}
Last Wednesday it snowed six inches and it was lovely. I drove for the first time in sleet and snow, and now many days later there is still snow every where. This is an old poem of mine (probably my only good snow poem) and some pictures from this week for you all. Merry Christmas!… Continue reading …and so it snowed
This year my homeschool co-op's junior class includes a seminar on writing poetry. I've been adoring this one, though it's hard to fit in poetry after working on chemistry and algebra and debate for hours each day. At the beginning of the year we were told to bring two things to class: the book we're… Continue reading Poetry Journal Tour | ft. messy handwriting, pictures, and poems I sort of wrote
the rain-drenched writer. 