Poetry is not a form of writing that I often experiment with, but on occasion I do write a few lines for fun. These moments usually come with random tangents of inspiration from my classes or events from the past year. The following three poems are a small batch of poems I wrote during my Junior year (this past year), and are a few of my favorites. I hope that you enjoy what's ahead and have an amazing weekend.

The Cumulonimbus Cloud

The Cumulonimbus cloud flows

On little ice droplets.

She hovers below

Between God and His creation

On beautiful tantrums of violence and birth

And then moves on to oblivion.

Until she comes back

And brings her mercy,

With grace and nurture

To Which I say

“What a bitch!”

The Tailless Squirrel

There once lived a tailless squirrel,

Whose only concern was making dark ale,

Because he needed a job to earn some currency,

Yet the squirrel had no authority over his certainty,

About why no one took him serious,

For the squirrel was clearly oblivious,

That his problem was within a dream,

And that his real problem was that he was in a river stream.

Silence in the house please.

I am nothing but the cake I ate for breakfast.

I am nothing but my own blood and bones,

And memories of my childhood home,

The people and places that I’ve somehow out-grown

with every step of my journey into the unknown.

A silence breaks.

I am nothing but the tree that fell and no one heard,

I am nothing but the seeping deep purples of a seat-belt-bruise,

A blossoming disaster, your most loyal muse,

But still I swerve, shiver, and stir from the inside. I am a faulty-wired fuse.

A silence breaks.

Words jangling,

clanging,

Chromatically climbing,

wildly clinging to the

silence between notes.

Thanks again for reading friends, and remember to have an amazing first week of class!