Poetry

  • Alone

    [Alone in] Laughter, lamenting the lost light,

    you don’t want to be the forgotten, the lost cause, the missed flight. 

     

    Reason runs thin when your sadness is bountiful,

  • Confession

    When I think about tomorrow, 

    I see the calculus test I have not studied for 

    and the five overdue assignments with long-received 

  • A piece of my past

    "After time passes it'll hurt less" 
    But it never did 

    "Just forget it, it was so long ago"
    But you told me always to remember 

    And each and every day 
    A little reminder in my eyes 

  • Before

    I miss the days 

    When we would run through the fields 

    And swim in the pond all day 

    Smiling and using kayaks 

     

    I miss the nights 

  • counting

    ten tears that escape from the narrow corners of my eyes

    flowing down my cheeks and onto my lap where they melt and disappear

    even my tears have lost.

    nine questions scribbled into a diary late at night

  • Silent Warriors - Like Us

    “Your grades don’t matter,” they say. But when you get a B, they yell at you. 

    “You’re so healthy,” they say. But when you touch one potato chip, you need to stop eating so much. 

  • Margins

    Stay in the margins

    Don’t speak up, stay quiet, the adults are talking

    What are we supposed to do?

    Stay in the margins

    Be yourself, but not if society doesn’t like it

  • Time Slip

    My leisure was over 
    quicker than expected. 
    Now I'm back to doing homework 
    but keep getting distracted. 
    Another glance at the clock 
    Another 30 minutes gone. 

  • War

    Every story I've ever been told has held a spot in my life, 

    The goodest of hero's and foulest of foes did share with me the night. 

  • The Binary Code

    The binary code is plastered everywhere

    from the billboard of the new romance movie

    to the books that have shaped our history. 

     

    The binary code is ingrained in our heads

    as we see the magazines, 

  • We're Still Kids

    I hang candy necklaces from the tips of my fingers

    All the way to your reaching palms.

    We smile like we're kids again. Maybe we always were,

    But who realizes that anymore?