For the Conscious Writer What you’re willing to die for, should be the same as what you’re willing to live for. Death is inevitable. Not in a depressing way but we all know it’s coming. What’s unknown, though? Your greatness? The impact your writing will have? How much you will change with your mere existence?Continue reading “How Did You Die?”
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She is Divine
A mirror A poem This poem was published on the publication titled Know Thyself, Heal Thyself Highlights by medium writers who were also fans of the poem. 🙂 The way your secrets savemy simple fingersand your mind moves me tobe still, leaves me wanting moreof you Waters crash toward theechoes of my past, anda fountain burstsContinue reading “She is Divine”
How to Love a Symbolist Poet
Advice from a symbolist poet on how to love a symbolist poet. These days more and more symbolist poets are stepping out and showing their true colors. Some of you may have had a loved one step into the world of symbolist poetry and feel as though you have lost touch. Some of you mightContinue reading “How to Love a Symbolist Poet”
Metamorphoses III
Ode to Ovid This is the third part to a three part series Read Part I here Read Part II here Part III Metamorphoses Her hair weaved with precious flowers,her skin glowing from bathing in the hidden waters.Her eyes set upon her woodsman.Her heart as pure as a heart could be;she walks toward the town.Continue reading “Metamorphoses III”
Metamorphoses II
Ode to Ovid This is the second part to a three part series Read Part I here Read Part III here One day, a king’s knightentered the woods.He fell upon the divine beautywho had invested herselfin the woodsman. “What are you doing livingin these woods?Where are your clothes?” He asked. Now, the fathers below heardtheContinue reading “Metamorphoses II”
Metamorphoses
Ode to Ovid This is the first part to a three part series Read part II here Read part III here The divine woman rose from the dustof her fallen father and grandfathers. Her naked body warmand beating with life;Her hair so long itbrushed the ground she walked on. She was gifted with blissfrom herContinue reading “Metamorphoses”
That Kind of Night
The blankets, slept in. The air thick with smoke from the magical stuff that turns your mind inward, too inward if you let it. I wouldn’t know, I’m more of a bore. The stale sweat rubs me in every wrong way while I tell myself I’m there for some divine reason. A few drops ofContinue reading “That Kind of Night”
Ode To David
I sacrifice the ways of man and rid the pride of sacrifice And I will crawl into the bowels And rise to the sky into your hands and I will lift my voice in delight in whatever you made me to be help me to accept what you have vowed A life, oh Lord, itContinue reading “Ode To David”
Blessed is She Who Mourned
A poem (published on Genius in a Bottle) They told her she’d be healedOver and OverWe believed. Oh, we believed We prayed We fasted We drowned ourselves in the mysteries of faithwe turned the lights off at sunriseknowing it’s the body that fallsnot the word We gathered her broken piecesinto our childish handsand wrapped themContinue reading “Blessed is She Who Mourned”
Ecclesiastes
I wanted to share a poem of mine that was published on Genius in a Bottle a publication on Medium that I really admire. I’ve been going through a literary theory course through open courseware. (You can find it here) And I’ve learned so much and in such an in depth way. The last fewContinue reading “Ecclesiastes”
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