The chattering of canaries beneath the cumulus clouds' silhouettes call nature out to breathe once more for I am here, laying above verdant grasses. I carry the heart of a romantic; the art of loving enwreathes itself around my worn out heart. For each heartbreak I experience, petals wither until it strikes the ground...
"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then the poetry side of the Watty's contest and I have since kept it current...
A whole book of free-verse poems. This is for the depressed, anxious, poets, and broken people around the world who also share the love of poetry. Snippet of a poem ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Healing is a very fragile process and you're a very fragile person. So, take all the time you need, try as much or as little as you can, be...
poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry
Sometimes knowing that you are not alone is the only thing that can comfort you ~ cover made by the amazing @meha-k
Take my hand, come with me, I have something interesting for you to see. Poems here and poems there, Poems and books everywhere. Filled with dreams and filled with tears, Sometimes hopes and sometimes fears. So take my hand there's so much to see, Together we'll read just you and me. {All work is my own} {#1 in Poems...
You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on...