What I Watched On Netflix This Year

I watch a lot of Netflix. But who doesn't give into the urge to binge? I mean, we are in the midst of the digital and streaming age. I keep an updated list of shows I have watched on Netflix, along with a list of shows I want to watch in the future. With how … Continue reading What I Watched On Netflix This Year

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."