Hello and welcome to an ode poem! This is a poem I wrote for a poetry workshop class I’m currently enjoying. Would absolutely love to hear your thoughts and opinions. I’m curious, do you have an imaginary love? I guess I always assumed everyone did, so here’s a…
Hello and welcome to my latest poem, Sumatra! This was a poem I was assigned in my poetry workshop class I’m currently taking. My professor proposed the idea that maybe it’s actually an ode to coffee- one of life’s greatest gifts. Perhaps it is, as I love it…
Hello! Welcome to Nine-thirty- a “walk poem” I recently wrote for a poetry workshop I’m taking. Teacher’s and Writer’s Magazine does a great job describing what a “Walk Poem” entails. Though really, it is what it sounds like. It’s a poem that requires a walk. This poem means…
Hi friends! Welcome to one of my recent poems, Potlucks. I’m really excited because in about a week and a half or so I’ll start my 3rd university course on Poetry! I can’t wait to get back into the creative form and start pumping out some more work….
It’s no secret that New York City transforms during Christmas. In fact, you might argue no other city does Christmas quite like it! Stores dawn bright colors and holiday music, parks make space for ice-skating rinks and hot cocoa booths, and bars switch out their usual cocktail menu…
Lilly Ledbetter, whose fight for women’s rights initiated the Lilly Ledbetter Fair Pay Act being signed into legislation, died earlier this month on Oct. 12 at the age of 86.  In 1999, Ledbetter had been working for the tire and rubber company Goodyear for 19 years and was…
Welcome to The Screams, a poem I recently wrote. Read along down below for my interpretation of ‘poetry’ in general. Happy reading! When I tell people I write poetry, I get different deliveries of the same sentiment. And that consensus is that many people ‘don’t understand’ poetry. But…
Hello, hello! Thank you for coming to read my poem, Puppeteer. I don’t really like the idea of getting into specifics when it comes to inspirations behind most creative works, but especially poetry. I just think it really is written one size fits all- in other words, however…
There’s a place in my heart that believes in everything. A place that thinks of everyone in the highest regard, every moment with the utmost optimism. There’s a place where I believe I am capable of everything, of anything. A place where no one can hurt me, a…
Feet dangling off the dock I looked across the lake The mountains whispered once again The wind wouldn’t tell me what they said I looked across the lake I saw trees singing around a campfire The wind wouldn’t tell me what they said But they all caught…