I am currently taking a creative writing class at ISU. Our first unit was poetry, and at first I was terrified. I have never written a poem before, and it wasn’t really my thing. Now, I am writing poems left and right! I really enjoyed this unit, and thought I would share a few of my poems. Hope you guys like them!
Live
Live for the little things
Live for 5 a.m runs
Live for the sunset
Live for the first sip of coffee in the morning
Live for the moment when someone says they’re proud of you
Live for the car rides with your friends blaring music
Live for making someone smile
Live for others making you smile
Live for going to new restaurants
Live for traveling to unexpected places
Live for reading a damn good book
Live for writing things that matter
Live for the special moments you have with people you care about
Whatever you do,
just live.
Home
You don’t find a
home in a house,
you find it within people.
Reasons Why
I am the reason
why your lips curl daily,
your teeth shine for everyone,
and you feel like you’re on top of the world.
I am the reason why your coffee smells so fresh,
why you feel so loved every day,
and why you get up every morning
to the waking sun hopeful.
My dear,
I don’t want to take all the credit,
but I, happiness,
am the reason why.
Winter
Walking down Madison Avenue
Snow falling lightly
Sparkling so bright
it’s blinding
Landing on your hair
Making a snow hat for you
Steaming hot coffee in one hand
A hand in the other
Paw prints on the sidewalks
Snow angels in the fields
Winter never go
You are too lively and beautiful
Prose Poem
As I write this, sitting in a coffee shop on a busy street, I think about all the good times we had: all the laughs, jokes, memories, sips of coffee. I remember looking into your blue eyes that took me back to when we were in Florida, running into the ocean fearless of what was underneath the water. The sun was burning our bodies, but it was a good kind of pain. We weren’t scared of anything. Maybe the manatee that waved to us as we were sitting at the edge of the dock, but we were never scared of the future, or even the past. I was never scared when I was with you. Now I look through the window at the blue sky, and snap back to reality. I never thought that you would ever slip out of my fingers, blending into the rest of the world.
Fly Away
Sometimes when I sit outside, I stare into the soul of the sky. The formation of the clouds amaze me, and then I see a pack of birds in a V shape flapping away their wings. I almost envy them. They get to fly to freedom and nothing can stop them.
Sometimes,
I just want to be a bird
so I can fly away from my
life for a second and get a
different perspective.
Why?
It can be so simple
Yet we make it so difficult.
This week
Waking up
to the fresh smell of coffee
The crisp scent of air
Stepping outside
nature entangling you
Nike shoes gently touching the street
Stress exiting your body
after completing your mental checklist
for the week
I know I have another week ahead
But I want to hang onto this one a little longer
and appreciate all the microscopic things that happened