An Ode to She Who Is Most

“An ode to she who is most lovely and a regret to he who is least.” ++++++++++To have been enchanted by moonlit lakes silver-lined is not the same as to have been enchanted truly. To have been tempted by gleaming golds and gems is not the same as to have…

Settled Hearts

AWARD: NATIONAL RECOGNITION Just Poetry, National Poetry Quarterly: Live Poets Society of New Jersey Topical Winner, Published Poet Published in Of Love and Dedication, Oct 2014 Certifications FOREWORD: See the explanation here. TEXT: Dearest ivory, There’s a special sheen to your smile And a suzy shimmer in your eyes, Everything about everglades…

Modern Vanitas I

DETAILS: Year: 2011-2012 Medium: Acrylic Style: Renaissance Art Influence: Renaissance, Vanitas Model: “Still Life with Bouquet and Skull” by Adriaen van Utrecht DESCRIPTION: One of my earlier pieces. Trying sfumato and chiaroscuro, I treated this piece more as a visual for what I learned in Art History rather than just a composition piece with…

Mourn with Me

AWARD: NATIONAL RECOGNITION Creative Communications ☆ Editor’s Choice Award ☆ Semi-finalist, Published Poet Published in The Stars in Our Hearts Aug 2011 Photos FOREWORD: N/A POETRY TEXT: For those who do suffer Please let it be known I wish to empathize – You’re not on your own If your heart ever bled For…

Verse XXXXXI 2011

Verse XXXXXI Hello again, Miss. Glad you could sit down for another tale. You know, I’ve been contemplating on whether I should continue these unhealthy habits. After all, my stories aren’t exactly the most beneficial, but at some point in time, I must have felt their importance. I needed to…

Settled Hearts

Dearest ivory, There’s a special sheen to your smile And a suzy shimmer in your eyes, Everything about everglades Emulate our exciting ties How tremendously I treasured you In troves ton-and-teeming But our tender thoughts thus Traveled lost and leaning As lepid loves lighten Like unlasting loves oft’ do Lieu,…

Yellow Strand

Maybe she knows of a quieter memory While she dangles her feet on the yellow beach Then the sound of waves behind sea debris Collides with the strand so sadly Sensations unbeknownst to the bourgeoisie Are to her and self also quite out of reach For under yellow shade sat…

Woeful

AWARD: NATIONAL RECOGNITION Teen Ink – Poetry Web Publication Privilege July 2014 Website Publication FOREWORD: Heartbreaks are a big deal, and thus, I wanted to capture the desolate feeling of loneliness. So horrible is the solitude that the speaker marries the sadness lest left alone. Even mourning, considered the first…

The Forest of Smoke

++++++++++My grandparents knew of a little girl who got lost in the forest– Gone: like clouds in the night, dissipated under the guile of the moon. ++++++++++They told me her name–Jessica Gray–, and they told me her problem–lunacy. “She was always very strange around evening time,” they told me. “Avoid…

Verse XXXXIX 2011

Verse XXXXIX Hiya Misses; have you come for a second tale? It’s surprising how dull the world seems without the hideous burden of rejection. Perhaps I had reconciled with its heart-wrenching effects, and hence, find this new relief somewhat alien in its essence. Everything’s… so slow, so black-and-white. I want…

Egoistical Rain Boots

She wore rain boots to school that day. In the solemnity reserved only for the marching victorious dead, she trotted past the silver gates of Dawnbrook Academy. She recycled herself in a perpetual mood—one that would never end like dividing ten by three over and over again. There was no…

November

Past the warm spring music And into fall cornet I stand so deathly still And wait for autumn’s threat As green bleeds from trees And flowers drain their rosette My gaze shifts to follow The verdure’s solemn set Fallen colors ascend slowly Due the frigid wind’s abet ‘Mindful of blooming…

May

Winds sing their mellow song New leaves splendor with fay Apple blossoms deem it true- There be no better day Petals drift in the cool breeze Light orchids tilt and pray Along the dainty daisy wall Birds find solace in play The sun shines like no other Flowers dance their…

The Sorrowfeed Flower

There is a shade of purple in this flower near winter’s start that tempts you grieve all that you have lost and all that you will lose. To have seen this flower would mean you are not immune to season’s cold wrath, and that, despite all your troubles and efforts—for…

The Sanguinity Flower

We had stumbled along the littered path before we found the flower. Scarlet, it burned against the drab of the fallen leaves, setting all the browns on fire, igniting all the oranges and yellows in vermeil. Our eyes were consumed in its flame as it trickled its hue down its…

The Winterbite Flower

The superstitious knew of our disbelief. I suppose it made sense—their silence when asked—that they refuted ever seeing such a color before. We wouldn’t bother to listen, so why should they bother to tell? Seeing such a color before… oh my. Winter’s silent set prompts a cold environment, but this…

Winds Pass my Keep

Are you listening, calm breeze? Do hear my farewell I need you to pass on When I am too weak to tell Can you hear my faint whisper? Keep close, for it is your’s To you, I confide My great love from before My heart is left broken It cannot…

Shadow of a Dream

In unlikely hands, I was presented to a forgotten memory. I thought little of it at first, but as I followed the world down in rest, the sapphire of such thought beguiled an immediate focus I had never given before. It was under the crepuscular blanket of night I gradually…

Memory Rain

It was raining that one day I found myself idle. Ennui crept upon me as quietly as shadow, and I ventured to stare across the room. The classroom was dull with silence – only the simple drips and patters of the rain’s journey from the sky sounded in the shallow…

Verse XXXXIV – XXXXVIII 2011

Verse XXXXIV Our love… it’s like broken glass Sharp and rugged, shattered and worthless As natural as night to day, we pass by one other Unaware of my presence, unaware of yours Why do you ignore each other so? A tacitly-turned table, rotated remote and away It’s too high –…

Sad Wedding

My heart invited me to his wedding, due the first of the December wind. The event was scheduled to be cold, so the awkward invitation advised us not to wear suits but coats instead. I didn’t own a coat nor did I have the money to buy one, but what…

VERSE XXXVIII – XXXXIV 2011

Verse XXXVIII Your name will not be remembered. Nor your face, your voice, your actions. You are one of a billion girls, one of a thousand remarkables. Who will take the time or energy, effort or space to remember you? Stalison practically won the Italian campaigns, but he is not…

The Sodden Lane

The Sodden Lane Christopher Denq 2011 Who am I to think of When the clouds dim in dye, The air becomes heavy, And the sky starts to cry? My Sorrow, when she’s here I remember fall days Full of cold, shallow rain – The baleful, shadowed haze Gloom has befallen…

Verse XXXVI – XXXVII 2011

Verse XXXVI Do not think different when I say that I have been trying – trying my greatest to start anew. The ruination you heaved upon my soul that day was tended to immediately, though no decisive outcome entailed, no significant effect transpired. Perhaps then one may claim the invalidity…