Since my obsession with Honey Bees is no longer a secret, here's a poem about them! Inspired by Book IV of Endymion by Keats, some Poe, Shelley, Wilde, and Yeats. God save the Queen!
My homage to Mark Twain upon reading Letters From The Earth. I wrote a letter myself addressed to a select few concerning my time living amongst Mankind.
Indignantly, Feeling certain dignity. Breath and tone, Blood and bone. Complete oblivion, At times I beg for you But often I shun you Effortlessly. Window-shattering sounds Cluttering the mind and Confusing the Body. Ever so sweet, But Cowering, From the Synchronous sourness. Once a hungry ghost, Now just a mood-swing Within winter, Hiding. From everyone I... Continue Reading →
Think poetry is a fluffy, giant pageant? That's the plebeian idea. It's cutthroat. Want to choke down your prey before you become its prey? Try this. Stephen Dawson's personal rules for writing poetry. Don't like rules? Feel free to break them.
Let not the excess of lusts and comforts mislead you as they have the sheep of this hellscape, miasma, painted in this poem.
A little prose poem that I wrote as a freshman in high school that I still enjoy reading from time to time. Enjoy!