Tangled Lines (Day 30 Of NaPoWriMo)

My thirtieth poem of National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). There is a historical process that goes into any piece of art. Instead of describing a particular painting, I tapped into the process of creation, from beginning, middle, and end.

Fence (Day 26 Of NaPoWriMo)

My twenty-sixth poem of National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). When glancing into the horizon, I have always been fascinated by that thin line of intersection. That thin line also creates an illusion of the world being cut off, completely ending. I brought that thin line to life in this piece.