Even if I could unfold myself,
No amount of pressing could erase
These lines.
Category Archives: Poetry
Give Me a Hammock in the Woods
Give me a hammock in the woods
A book or two
And let me pretend the world has stopped for now
Candy Floss Concerns
We make political statements with cupcakes
While half the world burns
They can’t rebuild their broken lives
With our candy floss concerns
When the Singing’s Done
Through the boredom in the quiet
He’d start to softly sing.
When Life
When devastating changes happen
Unexpected
Unforeseen
Seize the happiness you have and hold it close
Darkness Lingers
All the love I’ve experienced
Has felt like pain
Like a bolt of lightning
Through a warm spring rain
What Makes a Poem a Poem?
Poetry is a term that rebuffs all definition. It is a form of literature too multifaceted, too abstract to neatly define.
Quietly Important
She’s quietly important, but
She’s on the brink
I can feel her slipping away
Function of Solitude
from afar you can never know the hollow warmth inside
Insomnia Inspires
In haze between tomorrow and today
When midnight’s passed but morning not quite here
Strange thoughts arrive to find me in the dark
Drifting dreams and imaginings unclear
Aly Writes 