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 …
On February 10, I did my taxes. So what, you may be saying. Everyone but politicians and the super-rich pays taxes. Nothing’s certain except death and taxes, etc. And you wouldn’t be wrong. But for me, this year, getting the …
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 …
Happy Almost-Valentines-Day! Have a semi-bitter poem about singleness. More to the point, I decided to post this one because when I was poking around through my old notebooks, it immediately reminded me of last week’s sonnet: specifically, the concept of …
I’m publishing this week and next week’s sonnets for two reasons. First, they illustrate the evolution of an idea over the period of approximately 10 years: the unrequited love, the daydream of waiting for someone to come over who never …
I’ve been publishing way too many serious sonnets lately. Let’s go for something completely different, shall we? I pretty much always have at least one friend with whom my relationship is based largely on snark. One of my closest friends …