Spewing words from the head and heart
It’s true, I actually wrote a poem about a vending machine. And it’s not even a metaphor for anything (well, it kind of became one which you’ll see when you read) but what happened was this– Years ago I was studying at my local community college and I was extremely tempted to get something from the…
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So, at the end of my last post, I mentioned that I was going to share about one of the ways that I have already epically failed this year and I would like to honor that by taking some time to do just that– I can’t say that it’s a terribly interesting story, but it…
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As I continue in a series of weekly #poetryposts, I am reposting some old poems as well as posting new ones so I can put them all in one place as opposed to having them on various blogs, websites, and documents all over the internet 😉 Enjoy! 9/28/15 If you know me, you know that…
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Reflecting and goal setting are both huge parts of my life. This year I have a lot of various goals, but one of the main goals I have is to successfully fail. I’m aiming for three big failures this year. I can hear it now, you’re thinking, “What the what?!?” How can you successfully fail? And…
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I have a big red target, it sits right on my forehead. It torments me at night, especially when I should be going to bed. It’s two o’clock in the morning, but the target’s on my mind. Literally– it sits right in front of my brain so it’s on my mind all the time. It’s…
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They say it looks a lot like Christmas, but I feel a lot like summer.
These people bury their heads in textbooks but look like Carrey as they get dumber and dumber.
I think I write and post poems often because poetry is the kind of writing that comes quickly to me. I can sit down and write poems about almost anything and I could keep on writing and writing because I want to, but not because I feel like I have to. Writing about other things…
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I have a green monster She lives inside of me She snuck into my body and she filled my heart with need A need to be desired, to be number one– A groan to be remembered, like the days we chased the sun. My little green monster has latched onto my heart She reminds me…
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