This isn’t your typical Monday post you’d read from me. I’m the kind of person that dreads them, regardless of how good or bad they are. However, today’s a little different, and much needed, so here’s a poem for all of you that represents that. Maybe it’ll change your Monday as well. Monday Today’s a…
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The Line
Here’s another example of what I’m looking to publish this Winter if you’re interested in submitting to Come and Go Literary. We’re living in crazy times where lines are crossed and nothing is being done. I want to get something done through writing. I want you to want it too. The Line We’re nothing if…
Am Writing
I wrote this on my break at work today. I’ve been so exhausted since this weekend. I got all four of my wisdom teeth out and the lack of real food is just killing me. I want to keep writing, but I’m struggling to be creative. Thankfully, I came up with this, which I posted…
Love Is in the Air
Good news! I have another poetry submission for you all! I received this poem a little while ago and I knew it had a place on this blog by offering the reader a unique twist on love. Based on the title, the reader is set out to think this is just a simple love poem,…
Through the Mountains
I have another poem for you all tonight. I feel like kicking National Poetry Month off with as many poems as possible because what better way is there to celebrate? I spoke this one while driving up to New Paltz. There were low hanging clouds that were actually clouds and not just fog rolling down the mountains,…
Declaration
I have another poetry submission for you all today. Debbie Whittam reached out to me a little while ago with a poem about bullying and I instantly jumped on it because I knew how prevalent an issue bullying is and that calling out bullies needed to be encouraged. When I read the first draft, I…
Tomorrow
I was going to write this yesterday, but figured I could just do it tomorrow. This will be funnier in a minute — especially since today is National Napping Day, a day of procrastination. Tomorrow I’ll do it tomorrow, I said So I can sleep an extra Hour before work. I’ll try again Tomorrow, I…
Oil Slick
When I first started to write this poem, I wanted the piece to sound poetic before actually deciding it was, in fact, a poem. I wrote this in my journal, which is small and doesn’t leave a lot of room for those who have big handwriting like myself. I noticed that the words I had…
