I meant to have this published a week or two ago, but here we are now. Alex Honnold’s “Antarctica” was nowhere near the South Pole. Instead of the “frore moor” that the polar explorers confronted, Honnold chose to challenge himself in the balmy Yosemite National Park in California, USA. Honnold himself said he likes to…
So, I wrote this poem after I met an exchange student from Europe. He had a great grip on American culture, and English, and all that, but he was eighteen, on a different continent. All my feminine, motherly instincts made me want to tuck him up and comfort him and give him chocolate, and let…
Here's yet another poem about darkness/evil/hate/etc. I promise I'm actually I very cheerful and bright person, and not a borderline depressed girl. It's just that when I think about darkness, I get moody; when I get moody, I write poems. And when I write poems, I share them with y'all! 😀 But in reality, although I think…
So, I'm kind of obsessed with dystopian novels. I think they're just about the coolest concept ever, and super fun to read. Also, I just learned that the film Ready Player One is coming out, and I thought this would be an appropriate time to share this poem (although I haven't read much of Ready Player One, and I…
Tacitus was a senator and historian of the Roman Empire who lived from 58-117 AD. He was quite an intelligent man, and has a number of good quotes floating around. This poem was inspired by the first quote I heard from him. Here it is: They make a desert and call it peace, But I…
Everyone goes through a Greek myth phase, right? Prometheus, though he was not all they say, Got one thing right, in his own erring way. When he stole heaven’s fire, he realised that man Will not long survive on this cold, dark land. How dependent are we on the heat of the flame! Indeed, such…
