paperforest

Another poem! Will the miracles never end? :) Anyways, not sure about the title, but otherwise I'm very happy with this. #9 there is no pot of gold at the ...

This made me write a poem today! Woohoo! there is no pot of gold at the end waves thunder, crashing white onto quiet rocks as the sea splinters into spraying ...

I wrote this late at night sometime last week, and I don't know what it means so I don't know how to edit it right now. But I kind of ...

An attempt at a syllable and rhyme format with mostly assonant end-rhyme. I'm not sure if I like it or not, but it was a neat challenge. #7 coracle, or ...

I think I got a bit carried away, this was supposed to be a short poem... #6 hung-up sneakers I've always wondered about the shoes. The obvious question is how ...

Thanks, Cadi! Imagery might be my favourite part of writing poetry. #5 learning curves clumsy fingers clumsy tongue i'm used to sharp clean origami creases and spinning notes out into ...

#4 april showers mist pulls out the distance trees fading away in onionskin layers a shadow puppet forest early morning overcast, street lights still glowing like washed-out eyes, cloudy grey ...

Ah thanks for the words niteowl and fraey! I was intending to do quantity over quality, but then the perfectionist took hold. So I'm going to try to keep up ...

I'll submit this for now, but might change it if I finish the one I'm working on in time. city nights are paradoxes of quiet loudness and bright darkness shadows ...

These are so beautiful, alliyah! I absolutely love ungrown soil | planting poetry , the line "metaphors that extend off the paper and stretch-back around but never quite / resolve ...

Knight Paperforest pushed open the doors to the Great Hall, wiping the ink off her training knives. She crossed the floor and pulled out her log . "A sword would ...

For a Shield! 16. 17. 18. 19. 20.

Thanks, alliyah! I hadn't thought of it in the sense of that dizzy lightheadedness, but it definitely works - I love seeing what people take away from what I write, ...

(My main goal is to do 30 poems this month, but just for the record, in the very slim chance that I write a poem every day, I did start ...

This is such a lovely beginning, niteowl! I love how it acknowledges these bitter truths and yet still ends with such beautiful hope. And I really like the phrase "honey ...