To The Shrike
#3 of lyric poetry here's some ekphrastic poetry, with inspiration taken from a sumi-e painting done by legendary samurai, miyamoto musashi. the painting in question is titled shrike on a withered branch.
I know not my worth
poetry comes naturally to me, as do my novels. only thing is i can type one on my phone, and i have no money to afford the computer for the other. i can't work. it's not an excuse. it simply is.
In The Sky With Diamonds - Chapter 1
It is covered in doodles and poetry. how i love to write poetry. it's not that common for a male hyena to be thinking about writing rhyming works that pertain to love, but i am not a common occurrence. i write another stanza of an original work.
Why?
#9 of poetry a short poetry of depression my heart burns in flames of despair powerless partly to repair the crater in my soul resides where my being lonely bides the tears of grief i truly shed curled up in my broken bed hoping briefly for a bright
One Dot Below the I (#5)
#9 of poetry more short poetry this rule you're sitting here listening only to your inner collisions you've gone to the movies within yourself man!
Poem #77: Carjacking Bikers
#78 of poetry assignment #6/8 of my college creative writing poetry class. this poem is about theft, and reflection upon one's day.
Poem #74: Wading
#75 of poetry assignment #3/8 from my college creative writing poetry class. this is not just about a breakup, but about all romantic relationships, and that they are harder to deal with than we think.
Poem #71: A Snow Globe
#72 of poetry assignment #1 of my creative writing poetry class in college. it's 1 out of 8. it's an extended metaphor for people and their personalities.
What Am I?
#2 of poetry just a poem i wrote while really bored. one of my first attempts at poetry, so don't laugh. \*\* what am i? you know me, but it may seem like you don't. you get me, but understand me you do not.
Maybe Stop Telling This Man What He Wants
#16 of poetry i wrote a lot of angry poetry in 2020, ok? "man wants but little here below nor wants that little long." how often hath that platitude been strangled into song? by men who do not want, but have their little and their more.
Every time I fall
#3 of poetry i found my old poetry notebook from my creative writing class in high school. they were very rough, but there were a few good bits here and there.
The Life of an Absol
#4 of poetry! more bad poetry! enjoy misunderstood for my unintentional crime the rocky cliffs i will climb, for when i sense danger off the seams, i will come to haunt your dreams.