Not all things lost, shall be found. Not all things lost, can be recovered.
Without someone to pull us back, we're all susceptible to flying too close to the sun.
What lurks in the darkness is best left undiscovered.
Lack of direction can hurt us more than we know.
How many days until the words return?
This piece isn't about taking sides on the gun debate. It's about paying attention to who is profiting off of gun violence.
Prepare for the countdown.
The darkened house lay still, Unmoved by time and by tragedy...
Get lost in this mesmerizing poem.
A poem as beautiful as any dreamscape.
Sometimes a sideways glance tells more than any words could say.
Some souls are destined to walk the Earth alone forever.
Sometimes we feel most alone when we're in a crowd.
A poem about the pain of lost love.
Your fate will be just like the others...
Sestina- a poem with six stanzas of six lines and a final triplet, all stanzas having the same six words at the line-ends in six different sequences that follow a fixed pattern, and with all six words appearing in the closing three-line envoi.