The Connection Between Humans & Bonsai Trees

Today I turn 22 years old. When I was young, I never thought I'd turn 20. As a child, you imagine yourself to remain steady forever, never transitioning into a teenager, let alone an adult. Obviously, this is not the case. I like my birthday a lot, in fact, I love it. I look forward … Continue reading The Connection Between Humans & Bonsai Trees

Winter Eyes: A Poem

Bands, braids, and beltsFidget and pranceRadiate and gleamIn shimmering sheetsOf atmospheric flickers. Like that crystallineGlisten in your eye. Swaths of skyHover brightlyIn the thousand nightsOf winter,Behind a blizzard moonShining metallically. Violet feathersGreen trembles,Twinkling in ribbons. A decorative luminanceLike that glisten in your eye. Wintertide plunges,Spurts fromAlaska and Antarctica seams. Snow cappedMountaintopsApplaud inFlurried angels. EmbellishedLike that … Continue reading Winter Eyes: A Poem

A December Poem: Snowflakes

The skyReflected ice skate lakes,Teal and shiny like steel. The celestial vaultWas folded like a blanketAnd placed inside the freezer,Beside the vanillaBehind the December lacedIce cube trays. The atmosphereChurned and stirredLike cookie batter.Flour sprinklingCountertop cornersAs white sliversCoated knit. The cerulean sphereWhispered and howledIn snowflakes,Magnetized to mittensAnd configuring pathwaysTo the mazes ofSnowscapes. The periwinkle havenSpun and … Continue reading A December Poem: Snowflakes

6 Nine Word Poems

"Cloudless,Light beams don't catchAt this tidal hour." "Amorphous piecesLike theatre curtainsPeeling away,Atlantic swaying." "Swelled and foldedQuivered ripples,Before settling motionlesslyReflective." "Hands underMicroscopes,Paths back to each otherHypothesized." "Boxed attic telescopesSilver atoms,Stars and spider webs." "Cold turns balmyWinter runsSummer bounds,System glitch.”

9 Seven Word Poems

"Grayscale languageInvisibility bleeds,Pastel's vigorous absence." "The glitter dribbles,And it profusely stings." "Land, seaMapped wrinkles, creasesOn sleeves." "Rhythmic pacing ofCement pouring,Daytime fades." "Eleven thousandLavender skiesHave surpassed us." "Balcony doorOpen forYou, sun, moon.” "EntrancedIn the shade ofRubied pomegranate." "The vintage airPricks our nostrils nostalgically." "Desert rains,I am onlyYour afterthought."

A November Poem: Field Notes

The lush of theCanopyMade my eyesFill with glareAs parakeet paletteGlinted back at me,A shineHarsher than the sun. Peaked and ducked,Long rays from skyTo footprint pathwaysWeaved in the breezeBuried, then revealedLike the letter WIn the branches. Thick trunksCrackled in chipped barkDripped in sodden sap,As burly rootsGrappled at feetManeuvered around leavesAnd across moss beds,Careful not to disturb … Continue reading A November Poem: Field Notes

A Day At Pennsylvania’s Longwood Gardens

This past weekend, I spent Saturday at Pennsylvania's Longwood Gardens. Located in Kennet Square Pennsylvania, Longwood Gardens offers several acres of blooms of all type. Sections of the park possess their own theme and as the seasons come and go, special exhibits are open to all. Until November 17th, the theme is Blooms & Bamboo. … Continue reading A Day At Pennsylvania’s Longwood Gardens