Deep in the forest, shrouded by ancient elms and trees alike, Rests hollow ground for the ancient tribes. The wandering man who was...

From youth we dream of stars. Their call gleams and glows, Reaching for them from afar, With age the distance grows, The stars shrink in...

Floating along the coast, Bobbing on the waves of luck. In search of who needs it most, To the anchor that is stuck. Carried by the tides...

Counting down the time, From months to days in a long line. A day and a wake up away, Until just the wake up remains. The waves of...

Routine is a warm blanket around my shoulders, It is comforting. I, warm in its embrace. Then it becomes a straitjacket. Keeping me bound...

This poem was inspired by the book linked below and is written from the perspective of the unjustly accused. The dull and boresome...

One crosses the black cat's path, while one simply laughs. the other, cursing in their tracks. tossing salt over one’s shoulder, luck is...

My friendships are not a garden. They are plants on a windowsill. The once wilted and downtrodden, Now safeguarded with goodwill. A...

throwing coins in the well and feeling bliss hearing the clink as they fall deep into the abyss memories are complex in the times we...

Another life was lost today The work is still making headway The life lost shall soon be replaced The cycle moves fast-paced I’ve long...

dressed, pressed, and pushed to impress. hair curled to soften and suppress, eyes painted to accentuate my exterior, lips coiled into a...

The years have passed in the blink of an eye. Your cries and laughs only amplify! Your mind sharpens like a tack, Filled to the brim with...

the sky is clear of ill will the air becomes sickeningly still the grey winds take flight smothering sunlight anticipation rises danger...