You're everywhere and in everything. I can't help it, love. : Written for WCC November. Vote for me from the 8th to the 16th! Link in my profile.

Oh how I miss the days when I could write happy, cheesy, everything rhymes poetry where I overuse cliches....I had a much better mental state back then...

This is about nature, I guess. Warning: very old, and very you-can-tell-it's-the-work-of-a-little-kid ish

This is extreamly old, but I thought it was interesting how much worse I wrote when I was 8 years old...it kind of gives me hope.

A poem inspired by my Environmental Science class. I'm kind of embarrassed about it but some of my friends liked it. It's kind of religion and personal philosophy all mixed in as well. Concrit is actually the coolest thing ever.

A look at the four elements, as living beings with emotions.

JUST A SHORT POEM ABOUT ONE OF MY FAVOURITE FLOWERS AND THE WAY THEY SOUND TO ME AS THEY BLOW IN THE BREEZE, LILACS CAN TALK U KNOW PPL JUST DON'T LISTEN :P *COMPLETE*

A cold winter hunt takes the lives of two.

It's just something I came up with, out of random. Please read!

No one cared about flowers anymore. I changed this a little bit, barely, but still. Thanks to Agent.Frappicino.

Rain..

I know I haven't wrote in like forever. So this is just one of my simple poems about a river with an unusual shimmer.

A song/ode to the Wonders of the World. And i'm not talking about the 7 wonders...

Finding peace in the midst of a storm.

A mental observation of the changing leaves as I was walking to a class.

This, to me is probably my favourite poem I have written so far. It is a bit Shakespearean inspired. I love it. :

An LJ! prompt asking to me to describe my last night on earth. Here I am among the stars.

Just a freestyle poem I wrote one morning

only the trees are listening.

Cheezy name, I know but that is what I believe best describes this poem by your truly. R&R Please!

A short story/poem/myth about the creation of the heart. One of my favorites of my own poems. Definitely worth a chance. Flames are love, so go ahead.

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First poem that I am posting on here. All critism accepted. Please review.

I used to walk around my neighborhood in the evening, and the moon looked so pretty in the sky that I just had to write a poem about it.

I poem I wrote years ago about my favorite place. Written in free verse, with it's own unique rhythm to it.