what i saw in the sky as a kid.

Someone who is always stuck at home, looking out the window onto a busy street.

Poems: some personal, some just silly, some outright weird.

A poem about La Llorona, a character from Mexican folklore

Ce poème a été écrit il y a longtemps. Toute les années à la date anniversaire de la catastrophe de Tchernobyl, je ne peux m'empêcher d'avoir une pensée pour les sauveteurs qui ont payé de leurs vies leurs actes héroïques. Aujourd'hui, je vous propose de découvrir cette poésie.

A poem about the famous beginning to the American Revolution.

Largely a commentary on the dialogue, language and story content of modern TV shows and movies.

This press release highlights Jeff Whippo's belief that behavioral interview questions are a powerful tool for evaluating a candidate's potential future performance.

I just received news that I might (if fate allows) become a grandmother. This is to honor that child. NOTE: I accept no solicitation for any illustration, publishing or editing from ANYONE. Do not contact me as a review or

A new poem with strong nationalistic themes.

A collection of Poetry

But tonight yours is so bright.

Une poésie un peu... étrange, comme celle qui parfois veut s'extraire de votre esprit sans que vous n'en compreniez la raison.

Un temps, un poème...

This narrative poem was inspired by my love for both whimsical and terrifying tales. I drew inspiration from the works of Neil Gaiman, The Worst Witch, Harry Potter, and The Exorcist, when writing it, I hope you guys like it!

A poem about a fairy guiding lost souls back to their resting place. Inspired by the song Mayoizuki

Comme l'indique le titre, je vous propose un florilège de tercets sur des thèmes différents, en espérant que vous apprécierez ces fantaisies poétiques.

A poem of procrastination.

Trapped in a nightmarish journey through a dark, eerie forest

Musings as I live on despite my best intentions.

Another poem about the moon.

Ruminations about death and the trauma of nearly dying.

Simply put this is a collection of my emotions, organized in a unique way for my preservation and your enjoyment.

I wrote this poem January 30, 2025 when I was presented with a tough decision to think about in the next few months. Enjoy!

After the poetry workshop, I transformed the Villanelle into a not-quite Pantoum. ("Not-quite" a pantoum because the rhyming scheme doesn't match the pantoum rules.) THANK YOU FOR ENJOYING MY STORIES, BUT ANYONE WHO CONTACTS ME ABOUT ILLUSTRATING MY STORIES WILL BE BLOCKED. THANKS, BUT I AM NOT INTERESTED.