Merry Christmas to those that celebrate it either today or tomorrow. I hope you can spend the holiday in the best way possible.
All the feelings, all the fondness, all the happy thoughts that emerge from slumber in my head when the first notes of a Christmas songs begins to play in November, the sense of warm and fuzzies that come over me as the pretty lights come up on the balconies, the tree in the town square glowing red and cozy in the grey starless dark, all of that comes from one brief period in my childhood. I can even pinpoint them within a few years.
Yeah, this one is definitely inspired by an event I experienced…
The day important to my ancient ancestors, though the nature phenomenon affects me deeply even today.
Just one moment, suspended in time.
I have a complicated relationship with flying and planes…
Another poem that grew from a single thought and ran its course as I wrote it down. A creative poem, about what drives creation in me.