Taking Flight

Trapped in a cage That no one can see A bird fully fledged, Strong – Waits to break free. Its song is beautiful Amidst the fear, Its mourning once Unnoticed – Now we hear. It jostles the cage, Rattles the bones Until the iron has No will – Of its own. “I’m free, I’m free,”…

Fluttering of Feathers

There are moments where being In love feels like flying, Soaring high above tree tops And chasing the sun – Other times it’s found in the Mundane, the routines, The ebbs and the flows of All that it means to be human, More of an existence Rather than a fluttering of feathers. But most often,…

Poetry Posts: Week 8

I’m slacking on my poetry, yet again! I’ll try to make up for it! ……….………… Mornings Five A.M. is Early morning Mists, frost-kissed Bows, rooster Crows, a peaking Sun, gentle hues, And above all, A slow, welcome Into a new day. …………………… Laugh Your Face Off I’m convinced that Laughter is the heart’s Greatest medicine….

Poetry Posts: Week 7

Freedom Vacation is here And I feel as though I’m a bird Taking its first Flight. ……………… Death of An iPhone I placed you on the windowsill But not well enough, for you Came teetering downwards With a giant smack on the tiled Floor. I picked you up hoping For the best, my heart plummeting…

Poetry Posts: Week 6

I’ve missed two Saturdays of poetry, and my only excuse is that I’ve been both physically and mentally exhausted these past few weeks. Whenever Saturday roles around, I feel like my creative storehouse has dried up and my inspiration depleted due to heavy eyes and persistent headaches. However, I shall try to remedy the gap…

Poetry Posts: Week 5

Thanksgiving Sometimes when you Don’t have the words To say just how Thankful You are, Mashed potatoes, Turkey and gravy Seem to say It all. ………………… Brother The day after Thanksgiving Has always been one of My favorites. Christmas music plays in The background as smells Of reawakened cinnamon And pine emerge from Lidded bins….

Poetry Posts: Week 4

Waking Lidded eyes They feel like weights. Am I surprised, I stayed up too late? ……………. Remembering A memory is but a breath That lingers in the mind; It can taste foul Or sweet But it only stays As long as it’s welcome, Often retreating back To its well-stocked home Of nostalgia Or hurt. ……………….

Poetry Posts: Week 3

Separate Worlds Oftentimes, Someone else’s problem Doesn’t cause us Strife – Until It becomes Our own. …………………… Robin’s Nest Four small Orbs of blue Captivate my heart Not only by their hue, But by what’s inside Living, beating, growing About to break the Outer shell. When will they come? Only time Will tell. …………………. Cats…

Poetry Posts: Week 2

Escape It was seven at night As I watched you dance Between swerving tires. You leaned left, Then right, Then stopped. I thought you were hit, But you scurried away To the safety of the grass. Skunk 1, Car 0. •••••••• Wind It’s considerate, really, of the wind To engage the leaves in dance, To…

Poetry Posts: Week 1

Welcome to the first installment of weekly poetry posts – I’ll be posting poems every Saturday (as best I can). Here are a few little guys I wrote last night. Enjoy 🙂 …………… Flight Patterns What does is look like to Be as confident as A Sparrow, To never question the Identity it’s Been given?…