
Pollination
Aster watches anxiously for her partner…

Tunnel
Students were handed pictures and told to write poems based on what they saw. This is my picture, and the poem I wrote.

Destiny
An icy wind moans ‘round snowcapped mountains…

Coffee Mate
Sugar, spice, and poetry.

Midnight Mantle
There is no blanket like a dream…

Circus-Nimbus
Our professor gave us a quirky stanza structure and meter and told us to write a poem. I gave him this.

Forgiveness…
Forgiveness…
choosing to ignore the unjust act.

I Am Death
A poem from my Poetry Club days at university. This poem was published in “The Shepherd” magazine, and I performed the poem for my university’s talent show.