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A Fighting Sonnet
In me is a tension that keeps me up at night, Preventing restful sleep and pleasant dreams.It eases when I move and write.Left alone? It bursts at the seams. It cannot go unchecked, it cannot be ignored,Because the gripping tension looks to spread. So I fight with shield, and sword,Because I need peace instead. What if you Read more
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Writer’s Block
What does it mean to be a writer?To use one’s words to make days brighter. Why do I need to drive people to action? What if this road gives me no satisfaction? What of the stories, the tales, and myths? Now it’s click here or read this, so stiff. I don’t want to have to Read more
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When it Knocks Again
Back again, in the tumultuous fray.Uncertainty bellows, to my dismay. What do I do with this tension I carry? The spreader of thoughts that I must parry. When will it stop, when will it end? When will I feel like myself again? I thought I’d bested you, my old foe,But now you’re back, looking to Read more
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Welcome
I write poems when I’m sad,I write poems when I’m glad. Nope, that’s not actually true.I started this because I needed to. I was dealing with some inner turmoil,That started to make my blood boil. But writing my thoughts in this style,Gives me some reprieve for a while. I’m sealing my healing,From what I’m feeling. Read more
WELCOME, FRIEND!
In this space I write poems. And blogs. If you’re not here to enjoy them, I suggest you buzz off. In the meantime, bee nice.
The Pent Up Poet 