I don't have a particular style of writing its mostly just on a whim of emotion. So topics will vary from lost love, to observations about nature and life. My biggest influence is Walt Whitman. I became interested in writing poetry because of Leaves of Grass. I had no one idea that poetry can be this unstructured emotional hodgepodge before that. I haven't written anything in over 10 years, so quite frankly I don't know what direction my new content will take, but thanks for taking the time to share some headspace with me for a couple of stanzas. |
Pensive nights leave me restless
pondering is my foe...
Springs new blooms bring me hope
The once desolate land becomes green...
Hearts Eternal Drought
On going memories fill my heart...
Regret Mistake Pleasure Love
Regret you are my first and sometimes feel like...
Proceed with caution my love
Know this about me love...
It seems like not long ago, when we were us
and all with the world was just...
I tried you on for size
Silencing my heart...
We have never been so close
But yet there is this distance...
I dont want to live in regret
Sometimes I sit and wonder why did I come back...
I dont know what Id do
If one day I lost you...