My Reflection (a poem)

Recent inspiration results in a lot of new poetry. I’m not sharing the majority of it (yet), but I will try to post a few here and there. Here’s one that I wrote (with a dry erase marker on the bathroom mirror) this morning. It’s unedited and weak, but I don’t plan to revisit it…

The Walls

I was in a bad place a few months back and wrote a lot of negative, dark poetry. Since this blog is about optimism, I hesitated to share it publicly, assuming it would be poorly received or, worse yet, discourage some of my readers. After much thought, I opted to start posting the poetry and…

I am Happy

I am happy.   Just a new definition of happy. An aware version. An evolved version. A less naive, less opportunistic, version. My mask is gone. I am not the woman I once was. An inspected soul is a vulnerable soul, and I’ve been keeping mine under the microscope lately; It’s bound to be bruised.…

Unedited Love Poem

A poem I wrote during a bout of procrastination. Unedited and clichéd, it’s the first poem I’ve written in a while. I’m definitely out of practice! If I feel up to it, I may tweak/rewrite it in the next few days, but thought I might as well share it here since it’s something I have…

Quick & Light Holiday Poem

Since it’s Wednesday night (Hump Day – bah humbug), I’m cranky, hungry, and in need of a hug, I decided to write another silly holiday poem. I tend to write the opposite of what I’m feeling in the moment, an homage to the emotions I’m missing, perhaps. Either way, the poem is cute, unedited, and…

My Last Publication in The Aviator!

The last chapter of my Full Sail University education has officially come to a close: The Aviator, the university’s literary journal, released their 11th volume today, marking my final publication with the school. I submitted work shortly before my graduation in October and I was fortunate to have both a poem and an edited photograph…

Silly Holiday Poem

In honor of us turning (violently and without enough warning!) into December, I wrote a silly poem to remind everyone of why we do this to ourselves every year: it’s not about the presents, the food, the decorating, or the hub-bub that we go through to get everything together. We do this for our families.…

Uniformity

They say that beauty is symmetry – Eyes perfectly spaced. They say that beauty is uniformity – Every hair, perfectly placed. They say that beauty is structure – A foundation perfectly laid. They say that beauty is pattern – A formation, perfectly played. They say that beauty is silence – Words, silent on plump lips.…

Words, A Poem

A poem to the one I love. __________________________________________ They say that words are daggers, Each comes with sharpened tip. With hearts their worldly target, From careless hands they slip.   They say that words are mountains, Roots deep within your mind, Once they’re home upon your page, To the world they bind.   They say…

Work + Halloween = Silly Poetry

Since Halloween falls during the work week, my office has decided to host a department-wide potluck to celebrate the ghouls and goblins and their day of play. To announce the potluck to the staff, I decided to do a play off of Twas the Night Before Christmas and get a few giggles from my team.…