Poetry

I hope death is kind  I hope that his embrace  Is gentle  Soft, pure  Like how if feels  when your hand brushes my skin  I hope death will carry me  Into the great unknown  Like I'm a gift That his eyes look down on me Like I'm the greatest thing in the world  I hope when he picks me up I can only think of you  Your sweet embrace  The way your hand would squeeze me  if I dared tried to leave I hope he cradles my soul  Like a precious gem  And that he whispers sweet words Noth

Poetry- November 2023 Published in The Writers' Block Fall 2024 Digital Publication ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you're lucky,  You'll wake up at 6:53 Half confused, still tired with gunky eyes You said hi to him in your dream  Made sure to hold him tight  You dreamt of the things you wish you did  Regret swirls in your gut when you realize it wasn't real  You'll stay awake for a while  And at 7:15 , you'll wish you were asleep  Wish you ha

Poetry- April 2023 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ having or revealing an exaggerated  sense of one's own...

Poetry- March 2023 Published in The Writers' Block Fall 2023 Digital Publication ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   I wobbled through the graceful gates, Left ajar by the wayfarers before me.  You can trace our origins back to the apple orchard.  Run your hands along the bark, feel its history.  Trees always have something to say. Use your gift,  Make sure, you stare into the sky and wonder why it is blue.  You know, each man wakes in the morning,

This piece blends poetry and a creative reflection.