Noon (Word Sketches)

Hello, everyone! Dawn, Morning, and now Noon are crossed off, so that leaves us looking forward to Evening, Sunset, Dusk, and finally Midnight! If you want a similar Noon-like poem, there is this! Also, I may be switching website hosts soon, if I can figure out Squarespace (because honestly WordPress is kind of a headache).…

Morning (Sonnet)

As stated in my last post, I'm starting a new series of poems about various times of the day. Now that Sunrise is complete, here is Morning. Next is Noon, Evening, Sunset, Dusk, then Midnight. Previously, I've shared poems written about waking up (or, more correctly, sleeping in) and forgetting a dream, but this sonnet is strictly about the…

Sunrise (Poem)

As someone who is very excited for fall and the continuing wheel of seasons, I thought a good idea would be to have a new series of poems about various times of the day. If I can, the plan is to have a piece on each of the following times: Sunrise (featured here), Morning, Noon,…

I Welcome the Rain (Poetry)

At my house, at least, we've been blessed with a lot of rain lately. Being inside led me to clean my room, which made me find an old poetry notebook ("old" meaning it's from 2016-2017, so practically ancient). Inside were two poems expressing love for rain, so I thought it would be timely to officially…

Firefly Telephone

In an effort to avoid over-explaining myself and essentially ruining this poem, I'll briefly describe its history with two short phrases: staying up late; being interrupted. Enjoy. Faceless voice crawls in my ear And paints familiar pictures. Nausea and waiting keeps me quiet With invisible smiles to speak with. The moon slides by like a…

Birds (Haiku)

While I may have won some prize money from the HSLDA Poetry Contest last year, I did not win anything this year. So you can bet the winners produced some absolute bangers to shove me out of the competition. 😉 In all seriousness, though, I'm sure the winning entries were fantastic, and I can't wait for them to show…

Thief [Poem]

Howdy. Here's another poem, just cause. The idea of taking someone's breath, taking a picture, taking your time, et cetera kept bouncing around my mind. I expanded it into a work-in-progress called "Thief," and promptly forgot about it. Then I read this line in a book where a character decided no one could make them hate someone. I don't remember which…

Steam (Poem)

This was one of those "works in progress" that I decided was never going to progress. I started it while in an airplane, and since I've landed I'm unable to get back the inspiration (is that what this is??) of that moment. Enjoy! The wind is faster every time it passes; It hisses as the…

Poem: You Are Little Lights I Love

"Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun." Ecclesiastes 11:7 This poem is to no one specific, I just liked the idea of comparing my appreciation for lights to a person. Enjoy! You are the city lights when I face the night: Every tiny bulb, little…

I’m Sorry I Could Not Keep Thee Warm

In November, my cat presented a mouse to me. This was not unusual, except this mouse was still alive. This would have been nothing if said mouse had not been a baby unable to survive on its own. Even this would have been uneventful had I not been a completely soft-hearted individual who couldn't bear…