Poetry Blog
NaPoWriMo closes not with a crescendo, but with a quiet unraveling—language thinning, meaning dissolving into something colder, more observational. Today’s piece leans into that fracture. Inspired by the flattened, almost clinical tone of Russell Edsons poem, “Angels,” , this poem examines a figure that exists between …
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There’s a long-standing tradition in poetry—dating back to Horace—called ars poetica, or “the art of poetry.” It asks a simple but loaded question: why do we write? For some, poetry is beauty. For others, it’s truth. For me, it’s survival. Today’s poem doesn’t soften that …
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🌕 Tonight’s Poem: Harvest Blood Moon 🌕 There’s something unsettling about the night when the moon refuses to stay distant—when it swells, burns, and feels like it’s leaning just a little too close to Earth. Inspired by the eerie, dreamlike tone of The Flying Nightdress …
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Some poetry demans a stage, the actor’s exiting and reappearing to shed light upon the story, Once more with feeling as Buffy the Vampire would say. Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge pulled inspiration from dramatic, rhymed narrative poems like The Best Loved Poems of the American People, …
Read MoreWhen the fire stole Lyra’s life, Alaric was left with nothing but ashes, guilt, and the whisper of a crow that refused to let him die. Ashes to Air is a gothic tale of love, loss, and the haunting echo of unfinished goodbyes. Through vivid murals, shadowed vengeance, and spectral grace, Alaric’s journey blurs the line between life and death, art and memory.
This story is more than vengeance—it’s the final conversation between souls bound by friendship, love, and the ache of what remains when someone is gone but never truly lost.
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Whiskey and the Winter Wind is not a departure from Whiskey and the Autumn Wind-it is the reckoning that follows. The same soul remains, seated at the same worn wooden table, a glass still within reach, but the world beyond the window has shifted. Where autumn once …
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