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Response to a writing prompt from http://www.languageisavirus.com/ Loneliness is the wind without a single tree through which to rustle. Loneliness is the rain without an inch of earth to patter upon. Loneliness is a beautiful, heartbreaking chord without an ear … Continue reading →
“This is the day the Lord has made; Let us rejoice in it and be glad.” – Psalm 118: 24 O blooming flower of the field, what joy there is in thee! Without a single word or sound thou speakest … Continue reading →
Based on one of the truest stories I know. (by the way, I wrote this after the sonnet form, though it doesn’t match precisely) The Springtime of My Soul The spring is late this year and winter’s reign, Has lingered … Continue reading →
This is another one of my original free verse poems, written a little over a year ago. It is one of my personal favorites. I’ve been told that it sounds Dickinson-esque. Feel free to tell me what you think! True … Continue reading →
Here’s another original free verse poem, written (as you might have guessed) just after a rainstorm. I love the fresh, liquid clarity of the atmosphere when the rain has just ceased to fall. I hope this poem brings some of … Continue reading →