Poem #7: Sadly, It Was Never Ours
Read “Sadly, It Was Never Ours,” a nostalgic poem about first love, classroom memories, growing apart, forgiveness, and the quiet beauty of letting go.
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The Shelf: Poetry
Poem #6: What Remains in The Dark
What Remains in the Dark a dialogue with the self, the ghost, and what lingers I took a chance, and your suspicions were right. I am invulnerable. I am not. You’re here again. I’m tired of your presence. Leave me alone, you soul-sucking monster. Without you, I don’t know where my path leads. I don’t
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Poem #5: Into the Ocean
Into the Ocean My mind was blown when the clock read six forty-seven. I could feel you creeping into my thoughts, calm as the ocean, like waves lapping against the shore— the threatening flood hidden beneath still water. Someone died. Was there a rescue? Did someone drown? I dipped my feet too deep. What am
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Poem #4: I’ve Always Known
poetry I’ve Always Known I padded through the halls to the alcove. Pictures of our gathered memoirs hung along nail-scratched, cracking walls. Dan Seals’ voice echoed through the floorboards. Somehow, the footsteps that once matched mine fell away. Pulling out a chair, I saved another. My feet tapped under the table; the wood trembled beneath.
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Poem #3: The Freesias Will Know
The Freesias Will Know Isn’t it true—the poems I writecircle slowlyback to me? Take me, please,to the poets’ tombs.Let me wanderamong quiet stones. Lilac and berry tones—a place where I belong. A field of freesias,pale and near—the kind of placethat understands a tear. I may leave soon,but not beforeI ask my musewhat makes my core.
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Poem #2: Eye for an eye
Eye for an Eye Eye for an Eye some things were always seen — just never said I watched the apple, lazy eyed. Burgundy my hair was dyed. Time gone by. I remember mid-July. You waved your hand and whispered, “Hi.” We met eye to eye. Cool guy, he got my heartbeat high. He talked
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Poem #1: The Shelf Gallery
The Shelf Gallery is a literary puzzle poem inspired by classic books and stories. Each line forms a book spine on a shelf, hiding a message for readers to uncover.
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