The final piece of Margins of the First Draft — a quiet farewell in the form of poetry and a thank you to those who inspire, create, and keep beauty alive through art. I’m a little sad that this is the last piece of this section.Hopefully, I’ll create more in the...
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Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #19
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft — a reflection on the courage it takes to love, and the way love reshapes us every time. (Authors Note) 19. Acceptance But mother, Can you not see He makes my heart sing My fingers dancing on the keys of an old...
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #18
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft — a reflection on the creative battle between vulnerability, raw emotion, and the desire to hit harder through poetry. (Authors Note) 18. Digging her own Grave " Yes, writing poems about him... was a luxury... I...
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #17
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft — a reflection on undying love, theatrical heartbreak, and the emotional writing that keeps memories alive. (Authors Note) 17. Realization her love won't die And so I have been doomed, to walk this earth Without...
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #15
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft — a reflection on emotional writing, longing, and the desire to preserve fleeting feelings through art. (Authors Note) 15. In Desperation she cried What is the worth of my love If I can not paint the city walls...
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #14
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft — a reflection on how love changes us, challenges us, and sometimes quietly saves us.Emotional writing about transformation through love and loss. (Authors Note) 14. Her heart was eating her alive Oh God, oh...
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #13
Part of my poetry and reflections project, Margins of the First Draft — a piece about feeling deeply, carrying small childhood truths, and turning them into honest writing. (Authors Note) 13. Foolish girl My foolish heart, Like my mothers favorite vase Plummeting from...
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #12
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft — a reflection on heartbreak, vulnerability, and the messy beauty of moving forward, even when the words get stuck. (Authors Note) 12. He was the sea And there was I Trembling My love was A fierce tempest...
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #10
This piece from Margins of the First Draft captures the feeling of being completely undone by someone's presence.A little poetry about love, chemistry, wonder, and the helpless beauty of it all. (Authors Note) 10. Belladonna in her eyes Like a maiden in love, With my...
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #5
This piece from Margins of the First Draft is a letter — to my mother, to myself, to anyone who has ever survived the deep seas of emotion. A small reflection on love, poetry, mental health, and the beauty of feeling everything deeply. (Authors Note) 5. Mother, look...