Spring: A series of imperfect poetry.

Spring. Fresh flowers, leaves in bloom. Sunshine with a cool crisp still lingering in the air. Hopes for summer. I have been inspired by the changing weather in April and early May. I wanted to share some of my work written in that time. Additionally, I wanted to hit on one thing: perfection. We allContinue reading “Spring: A series of imperfect poetry.”


I find solace in the mountains.Reality stays grounded as I climb,I am quite fond of looking down upon it. I find solace in the trees.The pristine Pine laced with snow.The Willow with her withered branches.The Palm, leaves fanning in the breeze.The ancient Sequoia’s tenacious trunk. I find solace in the ocean.As waves crash, sorrow isContinue reading “OUTSIDE SOLACE”