There must come a point when I might become my own.
Under the Stars and the Clouds
You are part of a whole, crafted under the stars and the clouds.
Ever On the Wing, pt. IV: Servants and Benevolent Kings
Not a one deserves to be proud except servants and benevolent kings
I Got Away Today (Gilded Hills) – Revisited
I meandered and digressed as I made my way North//Discovered some gilded hills, and a smile//And it was all made just for me
Promise Me You’ll Go – Revisited
I have never been one to revisit or edit anything I write... but I realized that can be as counter-productive as editing too much, and I know there is a fine line in there somewhere. This is the beginning of a journey I'm hoping to take regularly not only to improve my writing, but to inspire myself into potentially writing something completely brand new that is more polished and well-thought-out from the very start, and thus improve my writing overall. This poem was initially written to be turned into a song, and as such, is simple for the sake of rhyme and meter. I tried to maintain that stylistically, to a degree, though I was fighting myself to make it more eloquent yet unwieldy for use as lyrics. I may revisit it again someday and simply make it the best poem it can be. My hope is for this interpretation to clarify some of the meaning intended.
Bottled Fortune
Scribbled, childish writing on the paper more profound than you grew to be
The Grand Ebb and Flow
There is a grand Ebb and Flow To all of Life and all we know I've not seen enough years to count More than fractions of all to which I shall amount And in my inexperience, I fight With seeing any of my limited hindsight And so, Lord, be my guide To walk this life... Continue Reading →
5-Second Love Note
You could ruin my life And that would be just fine Because I would rather die with you by my side Than ask "what if?" in the afterlife
With a Borogove
My dear, you've still got the brightest eyes I've ever seen I only hope someday you'll use them against me But for now, I can't believe I'm falling so hard It might sound cliche, but I've been falling from the start I shirk back in fear and ask, "what if I'm not enough?" But... Continue Reading →
