In 1990, Halloween’s enchanting spell Cast its magic over our Southern communityLike a sweet-smelling mist that fills the air, and makes your heart beat fast with pure delight. My sister dresses as a black cat, no surprise,While I take on the role of Madonna, The Material Girl, herself My golden hair in waves, lacy black gloves in placeI ...

In worlds of wonder, they lose their way, The young and old alike, they play and play. But in this realm of endless delight, The dangers of gaming lurk in the night. The bright screens glow, a siren’s call, As children lose themselves in digital sprawl. Their eyes grow weary, their minds afire, As they ...

A poem to celebrate the changing of the seasons!

The roar of the school busand excitement of Pep rallies, Friday night footballin the chilly night air  nips at naked necks and fingertipsas Autumn whispers Promises ofKaleidoscope leaves which Dance and fallA carpet of fall colors reds, yellows, and brownsCrunching under feet Autumn delightsWith hopes of Pumpkin patchesFall festivities And haunted housesCostumes and trick-or-treat Autumn ...

There are no Govern-mansOnly Éowyn and she is the Queen.Her brother shows her a map,Tells her they live in America,Repeats ‘representative democracy’And other words he’s heard in school.“No we don’t,” she insists.“We live on Earth. And I’m the Queen.”He asks exactly what she is the queen of.“Earth,” her Royal Majesty replies.She’ll be four next monthAnd ...

There’s this mask we wearThis mask only has one task in lifeOh, it does its job excellentlyIt holds on with every vigor in its makeupThis mask you see, won’t let go untilIt gets burned with the fire of quitting or zeal There’s that smile on her faceThat all too familiar split she wears beautifullyHello! she ...

Some conversations are meant to be secured secrets they sing to the soul and bring a mysterious smile to your face every time you think about them.

These beautiful corpses Decaying on the grass These once emerald symbols Of seasons now past, The fierce red The frightened yellow The accepting orange Each joins their fellow For their ultimate end Right here and now None can cling forever To the trees’ boughs, One by one Each of them flies Towards the ground Where ...

I felt the pressure. Sliding on this slope as I hold on tight to my faith while trying to fight my fear. As I have gotten older, all I want to do more and more is be that little girl again. I was oblivious then to what the real world had in store for me.This pressure shakes me ...

Miles between us. The eye of the storm gets uglier, but we love one another despite others’ cruel intentions. The song our hearts sing in unison is still strong. I love yous’, bearing our fears and worries, to me are something I take as an honor. I can’t hold you in my arms, but I ...