She wanted to be let out, let life flow To be let into the world, colors shown. Green, orange, and purple she just let them go. “Be free, become this place we call our home.” Reaching for the rock and smoke in the air She tried taking green back, for the youth. Now she knows, … Continue reading Creation is Begging
I a tree full of life as a piece of the earth II a bird singing songs forcing me to speak my mind III love, (a warm heart) IV clouds full of memories V a radio playing and replaying classic rock and songs of my past VI an internal clock … Continue reading 10 things hidden inside of me
Why poetry? Why art and creativity? As my last semester at Wartburg inches closer, I have begun to question not only my major, or my interests or my future, but everything that has happened to me and all of my decisions. My poetry class added to the questions I have for myself and the world. Why … Continue reading Why poetry?