Emergence / Emergency. I wrote a version of this many years ago and found it recently. There were a couple of edits, but not much. It was me, and still is me. A simple idea written in complicated language.
Another poem about a nerdy subject, Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater.
Experimental verse after reading The American Crisis by Thomas Paine. I took liberty with the language and style. (No pun intended)
Refreshing proper verse poem to take a break from my experimental prose style. A poem for the Edmund Dantes who has no one to exact his revenge on but himself.
I stumbled upon this poem I wrote about six years ago when I was experiencing such overwhelming panic and simultaneous bouts of depression that I contemplated ending my life. I am not ashamed to wear my psychic pain in plain sight. I’m glad I’m here today to share this, while healthy and very much alive.