Small Poems and the Big Stories Behind Them
I recently entered a few poems in a contest. None of them won, but I still wanted to share them here, plus the stories behind them.
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Poem: Wolf Howl (and the back story)
Watch any movie about an accident, and good cinematography will play the scene in slow motion. This is what it felt like as I sailed through air. I was aware of everything – the feeling of weightlessness before I landed, watching my dad drive away, believing he’d never know I was gone and I’d be lost forever.
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A poem about Emily Dickinson, plus a few more
I’m in my third semester of a creative writing class at my community college, which has been great for not only helping to improve my novel writing, but expanding the kinds of writing I’m doing. Poetry is one of these bonuses.
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The Sun Showed His Face
After a winter that lasted forever, the sun finally came out. So I wrote a quick lunch break poem about it.
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Fear
“The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean because only then will fear disappear…”
Tiny
Small I am but a small grain of sand lying in a deep cave under a vast ocean rising and falling by the power of the moon which shines brightly through the night in a cloudless sky covering the earth in a mighty galaxy of an endless universe residing in the very left corner of
The story of Pan – a poem
Here’s a poem from my book, Everything I Am Not Saying.
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Love Day poem, just for you <3
Happy Love Day to all of you! Don’t have a Valentine? You can be mine. Here’s the title poem of my poetry book, “Everything I Am Not Saying,” from me to you. (Click on picture to expand)
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A review on my poetry book that left me stunned
I recently sent my poetry book, Everything I Am Not Saying, to a Kindle Book Reviewer to review my book. He warned me that as a poet himself, he was a very tough reviewer. I admit, I balked a little. But I told him to please go ahead and read it, and then give an
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Brittle Leaves, a poem
The other day I showed a co-worker my new poetry book, Everything I Am Not Saying. She noticed I dedicated it to “Connor”, and wondered who that was. I told her he was my third child who died just a few months before he was supposed to be born. She and I connected over our
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