Resting Heartbeat

Resting Heartbeat

Mountains are where I’ll lay my head, And in the ocean’s trench I’ll rest my feet Till the stars above show me the path I’ve led.   The most I do is wonder at what’s said Among the ruins of some distant, lonely fleet. Mountains are where I’ll lay my head.   It’s no...
Billows

Billows

My rushing sigh Flows in and out Like the ocean surf That writes in the dark On reams of slimy kelp With the ancient ink Of primeval octopi.   It’s as if the storming, Obsidian face of waves Is a mirror for my own Inner workings and words That I wish to speak But...
Fragments

Fragments

Two broken   Youths in the wild wood Watch the dying daylight fade Among the ancient ferns,   Too broken   To see the colors As they flame across the sky And promise them warmth.   One, broken,   Walks through the night shade, Following the...
Three Powers of Personification

Three Powers of Personification

When you take the leap and attempt writing poetry, you’ll find a multitude of tools at your disposal. Some are self-explanatory, some are surprising, and some are downright strange. All you need is practice. You can arrange rhyme, metaphor, and simile in a variety of...
Three Unique Ways Poetry Affects Us

Three Unique Ways Poetry Affects Us

I have a couple confessions to make.   First, I am biased toward poetry, not because I believe it is inherently better than other art forms (like novel writing), but because poetry is largely misunderstood. People interrogate poetry to gauge its worth, asking...
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