Tag Archive: poetry


How intricate and beautiful the body is,

microscopic cells working simultaneously

performing different functions as you sit there and contemplate,

taking for granted the billions of actions occurring at that instant.

The sun touching your skin, changing it to a rosy color as your veins rise,

rise to the surface and particles of sweat dew your skin.

The smell of the fresh air and sound of laughter inspires your brain

to release hormones that fill your body with warmth and joy.

How intricate and beautiful the body is.


I May Not Be Her

I may not be her,

The woman who clouded your dreams with her beauty.

I may not be her,

The woman you always desired but you were never available when she was.

I may not be her,

The woman you had loved who ran away that you so desired to win back.

Yet, love works in the most unexpected ways joining two individuals,

two strangers to cross paths and grow.

Our distinctness intertwines in the strangest ways

But as long as I am happy and you are too,

I’ll forever spend the rest of my life with you.

Same old song

It’s the same old song the dancer recognizes

time and time again.

Never ending waltz that comes on–

just a different partner to give her that same rush

through her veins.

She recognizes that she’s just being played

like any mere fool.

Yet, the pain she endures as she dances

seems to be her fuel.


Slow breeze whispers its sweet stories of adventure from the seas

as the sun kisses the skin that longs for attention.

The waves crash onto the sizzling sand

to then fizzle out into the abyss of the ocean.

The condensed water collects on the outside of your chilled drink-

reminder that it is yet again summer.


Containing Flames

She’s just trying to contain a flame

that wants to spread wild.

Appearances are just face value;

the truth about her is being buried,

buried beneath the stones that have been

thrown at her across the many years.

A constant battle between

being who she wants to be-unchained and free-

and being what is accepted

in the world that surrounds her.



Have You?

Have you?

Have you ever really looked at the snow?

Watched the flakes fall until they touch the ground,

Accumulating into fluffy piles.

Have you ever really looked at the snow?

Watched the flakes as they touch the glass window,

Only to melt from the heat penetrating through

From your home.

Delicate, crystalline structures that fall from the sky

Only waiting to penetrate the soil.

One day returning to their original home in the sky again.