Winter’s Midas
Self-Reflective Poem My chest feels like an emptied stone cave Nestled in the peaks of pine-ridden mountainside In which a giant, brown grizzly once hibernated But decided to finish his sleep months earlier...
Author: A. M. Laine
The Day After
Unrequited Love Poem “Never confess feelings for someone after a drunken night out with him. Those feelings will fade fast as you sober up.”—A Wise Friend But I missed you so Did you miss...
Sands of My Broken Timing Glass: Reprise
Poem And what I saw were mistakes that a child makes with her entire fragile frame of mind, seeing nothing but the sands of time as she races to finish her self-steepened climb....
A Lesson From My Founding Fathers
I stiffly sit back in my creaking wooden school chair my blank-faced response to the professor’s inquiry now burning into a lovely scarlet the rosy color perhaps forming into the letter D for Dunce...
From Malice to Experience
These words of kindness are killing me softly Words once spent with the scent of pure innocence Words now spent with intent of injustice Wilting my working limbs of gentle intention Limbs once lively,...
Confessions of a Nice Person
I’m sick of consideration of tip-toeing with subservient salutations mentally groveling to figure the proper expression of an emotional need taking heed always stubbing my own toes never touching those of my foes I’m...
Heart’s Sweater in Blustery Weather
I fashioned a sweater with sleeves That I’d wear my heart on, you see Pinned in plain sight Steady and bright Pulsing like waves in a breeze I stitched threads together quite tightly That...
Snow and Solitude
Snow dropped by the other day Paraded down the street Grandly swayed, a bright ballet Both powerful and meek Colorless, a vibrant mess Lighting all the roads Where folks, well-dressed Recess, de-stress, live out...
