Expressionist

Poems are things you write when you feel things too big to say, and things too big to feel. Everything here is my own work, picked up from flashes and memories and small remarks that stayed with me. I hope you find something that stays with you

My Book Reviews

  • snap

    Blades of grass don’t break,they bendThey adapt and adjustTo the howling winds Their unwavering trustIn the roots that hold them home Trees don’t bend,they breakremaining rigid and coldstupidly boldBut then they simplysnap But trees are strongerThickerBigger why do they snap They don’t know when to ease upTo know when the world is against themWork to… Read more

  • fickle

    Quiet eyesHave seen the most Loud voicesHave been too quietLost too muchFrom unwavering silence Quiet whispersRemain shared with none but sistersLoud voices revealed wordsThat should not have been heard Listening earsHave had too much to hearAnd it’s loss is their fear Hands that runFasterQuicker Had once been meanderingAnd let their heart take wings Broken hearts… Read more

  • Now

    Did you ever lose yourselfIn the memories of your past?Have you ever cleaned that shelfOf stories that might go in a flash? Well if you have notI suggest you doFor those memories-If you lose them, there is a cost Remember all the things that happenedOn that one certain dayThat lasted and lasted Maybe it was… Read more

  • New Years

    I’m very old and wise, you seeAnd NO, I’m not quite 13 I’m the best age there isA proud 10 years oldBut when that time of year comesI find it impossible to be bold Parties and reunions are but one sideOf this evil tradition’s tide After the dinner on New Year’s eveThey tell all my… Read more

  • The Land of Shadows

    The Land of Shadows is not only darkness-Because there is only darkness when there is light- A frown can only happen if there was once a grinA good deed can only happen if you have committed a sin The crooked gates of darkness will welcome you insideBut be warned- for once you come –YOU CAN… Read more

  • The Siren’s song

    A quill of sageA crown of thornsA heart of stone A wolf who was alone Gray like a winters dayThe coat that she wore Beautiful as a colorful flowerThe eerie eyes she used to glower Elegant was one way to describe herBut it left much more to be desired Regal- Commanding, were the words that… Read more