Poetry
Tragedy of Love
In a heap of agony, You would watch me die, Because I believed your lies. I cared so much. You cared so little. Now ...My Goal’s Distance
The distance between my goals and now, I measure by the beads of sweat on my brows; The cold, early mornings and tired, late ...Tribute to Fall
The dying sun and crisp air cast an orange glow upon the trees whose limbs turn bare, as they come apart with the fall ...Clown Baby
A doll met a clown on a Tuesday of rain, They bowed and they curtsied and swapped half a brain. The doll said, “Be ...Restore Rapport
War!Sees no exit doorForIts dirty floor Who sawThem roarForMore? RawTo the core,An infected sore –War! WithdrawThe short strawForWar! Editor: Erynn CrittendenLet Go of Your Wild
Come and lay your burdens down Here at my feet. Come and rest in my presence, I will bring you peace. Stay here a ...Falling For Fall
Crunching leaves, The smell of burning firewood, Spooky decorations painting the streets everywhere I go. The crisp-cool heart of autumn. Beach days turn into ...Fall asleep in my messy bedroom mind
Fall asleep in my messy bedroom mind It‘s a bit warped and a bit buckled. Painted – yellow and blue. You might admire the ...










