Hello my friend! Please lend an ear A tale have I For you to hear Once upon A timely time A maiden lived Who loved to rhyme She’d sit outside As sun shined bright Observe the world And write and write Her rhymes were filled With love and fear And all the things From there … More Ms. Scribbler
Your sticks and your stones May break all my bones But these acts, I swear you’ll regret For time heals us all It builds a stone wall And this, we shall not forget You came here to slay To take mine away All that, which we hold close and dear Yet here, I still stand … More Vengeance
To give a little context, below is a reflection of my experience (as a volunteer) at the first Game of Thrones conference ever held. Working the Con provided a pretty good view of how things went administratively. I daresay the vast majority of the weekend was a massive success, but there was (understandably) a slight … More The Con of Cons
The Fly Confusion consumes me I know not what to do I just watched this small creature To my trap it just flew This fly, it has fluttered And flittered about So to end all the buzzing I set flypaper out Yet, now, as I watch it My conscience, it sees And begs that I … More The Fly
My head’s above the water That drowning feeling, gone A year point five has passed The dark before the dawn I know its up to me now, To act, to make her proud No longer shall I question Why the pain was ere allowed Instead my eyes shall focus On this path that’s clear ahead … More Go…
No sense can I make Amidst all of the fake Why we do what they say and we’re told Oh what will it take For the people to break All the tape, all the glue, all the mold Outside there’s a joke That all the birds poke At people who shout to be heard They … More The Mockingbird
The last seventeen months of my life have been an absolute whirlwind. Ever since my Mom passed away, I’ve been relentlessly committed to accomplishing my dream of becoming an author. To the point where I’ve honestly questioned my own sanity. Now, all this time later, I find myself so tantalizingly close to fulfilling that dream … More Dream Always
You may think these odes of mine Yawn-inducing, wastes of time Yet I attest validity Yes they’re written passionately Yesterday I couldn’t show it Younger me was not a poet Yearn for greatness, one day bestow it Years from now, I hope you know it
Middle of the alphabet Molded like a gem Most will say there’s nothing worth More than Letter “M” Maybe M hates W Malice with a frown Mercilessly mocked by him when M is upside down
Little, little, did I know L is oh so great Like the time I drank that wine and Lulled a pretty mate Lords and ladies, boys and girls Like all, must pay the well Lay respect to that which lets us Love – the letter “L”
How the World Should Work 