I wrote this because I thought it would be funny to have a serious poem suddenly turn absurd. Rating: Good Sleeping Green A pinhole size ray of sun Pierces through the clouds Displaying a heavenly and glorious above Wearing its white-puffed shrouds The morning dew settles in And moistens my hands and face I blink …

This is another poem about aforementioned girl that made a big impact on my life. The title’s kind of creepy now that I look at it. Rating: Okay Personal Savior Don’t become like them Don’t become like them The world tells me to take advantage, to become exactly what I am not I’m better then …

Description: There was a guy in my high school who died from cancer my junior year. They had a big funeral procession at the high school and almost everyone from the school piled in there. The service was very powerful, and I wrote this afterwards as my reaction to it. Although the poem is okay …

Description: If you read my poems, plays, or listen to my songs, you’ll notice that I use the Hideaway, or hiding place imagery a lot. This is the first thing I wrote with that type of imagery in it. This is based on a girl who made a huge impact in my life, and a …

Description: This is one that a wrote a pretty long time ago, I think my Junior year in high school, and I’ve always liked it. The rhyming scheme is pretty unique and the message is nice. Rating: Pretty good. Grandeur Rivers of green and rivers of gray Flowing to wherever it may The blue sky …

Description: This is a pretty bad poem that I wrote trying to be deep and whatnot. The last line of it is okay, but the rest is pretty bad, just trying to get things to rhyme. What scares me is that I wrote this one kind of recently. Rating: Not so great. Carpe Diem A …

Description: I wrote this one a long time ago because I was going out with a girl who didn’t make any sort of an effort at all, and I felt like I was doing all the work. So, I’ll warn you, this is a little high-schooly, but some parts are decent. Some parts are so …

Description: I wrote this poem my freshman year in college. I had this idea for a recurring line saying “me, alone in an empty black room,” and I basically wrote the poem from there. It’s sort of my version of The Raven by Poe, but with my own sort of depravity added in. I actually …