It must be kismet that this was the first poem (written on July 23, 1997) I saw when I opened my falling apart notebook filled with poetry written in 1996 and 1997. I wrote a post earlier this week about feeling isolated and this poem echoes that same theme. Alone When I think I have… Continue reading A Poem – Week Thirty-Four
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A Poem – Week Thirty-Three
I said it before and I'll say it again, I used to be very dramatic when I was younger and this poem shows it. Somebody get this girl a fainting couch. My life is in shambles Why did you leave me alone? I miss you so much Your heart was my home On the day… Continue reading A Poem – Week Thirty-Three
A Poem – Week Thirty-Two
This poem is undated and untitled. Love doesn't seem like It is a strong enough word If this is love that I feel now Then I never felt it before You make me feel all the clichés That have been said And things never mentioned I'm always in fear of losing you It is a… Continue reading A Poem – Week Thirty-Two
A Poem – Week Thirty-One
This poem was written on July 28, 1995. It seems to struggle with which situation is worse: being hurt by love or never being loved at all. If I can say anything about my younger self, it would be I was intense. Longing For Love The things I feel Inside myself Will never come to… Continue reading A Poem – Week Thirty-One
A Poem – Week Thirty and… An Announcement About My First Book(!)
I wrote this short, untitled poem sometime during college. (There's a note on the back of it about a statistics exam. 😒) Crashed computers And auditions gone wrong Missed deadlines And unpronounceable diseases Over drafted bank accounts And a lifetime reduced to A paragraph on Page E10 of the morning news. If you enjoyed this… Continue reading A Poem – Week Thirty and… An Announcement About My First Book(!)
