At the Festival of Faith and Writing last weekend, I was absolutely humbled and blown away by the excellent poetry I heard. Not that I heard all that much, but even just the snatches I heard make me want to…

This is one of those terrible sonnets that encapsulates a great deal about my personality. I wrote it in undergrad around 11:30 the night before a paper was due. This, I am sad to say, was and is still not…

I’m honestly surprised I haven’t posted more sonnets about bitterness; it’s one of my major themes, because it’s been one of my major struggles. I don’t remember what prompted this particular sonnet. I will say that when I think I’ve…

Originally written November 10, 2016 The morningstar was shining clear and fair, A chief among the bright angelic hosts. His glory had no equal anywhere— But slowly, his pure heart was filled with boasts that he, the prince exalted, could…

I wrote this one on a lovely summer day, walking across Michigan State University’s campus. I think it sprang from observing a spider building its web on a bridge. Since Spring is here, at least in terms of the solar…

I tend to go in cycles for how actively I write; college was a cycle of a lot of active writing, mostly because I was bored in class half the time. I believe I wrote this one in the Fall…

One of last November’s Poem a Day prompts was “Whosoever…” The obvious response was “Whosoever calleth upon the name of the Lord shall be saved,” but I didn’t feel like going that route. I was in Ohio at the time,…

With a few exceptions, most of the sonnets I’ve written have stemmed from thinking about some random topic (usually something going on personally), and then a line in iambic pentameter popping in my head. From there, the rest of a…

Over the last twoish years my poetry has vastly matured (your mileage may vary as to whether they could be called “good”). Most of the poems I wrote through college, and even into my early 30s, was personal; if any…