I am a published author who writes fantasy, sci-fi, and romance novels.
Music To Set The Mood
Poetry About Life
Sometimes I like to get in the mood for reading or writing by playing music in the background. It helps me to feel what I’m reading or writing more. Listen to this music, if you think it will be enjoyable to you, while you read my poetry.
Here are some poems I wrote over the years regarding my thoughts and feelings about life.
Life gave me lemons, juice in my eye
It stung a lot and made me cry.
It’s sour and bitter and gross to eat
Unless I can mix it with something sweet.
Life gave me lemons and expected me
To make lemonade successfully
But I can’t squeeze them, the sugar runs low
It’s hard work and it’s going slow
The fruit may be ripened or may have rot
I may try to fix and find I cannot.
But I continue my work, though it may be bad
Hoping it‘ll be the best lemonade I’ve ever had
I wrote this poem because life is a struggle and there‘s lots of hardships, but I’m doing my best to make the most of what I have. I have a lot of limitations and chronic illnesses and there’s no guarantee that things will go well, but I work with what I‘ve got and that’s all any of us can do.
Nature Versus Nurture
There were two pups who looked the same.
They were pitbulls, one had no name.
One was called “Dog”, the other “Spot.”
One knew no tricks, the other taught.
One was starved, the other fed.
One kept inside, the other no bed.
One was hit, the other kissed.
One neglected, the other missed.
When they grew up, they were the same.
They mauled a child and felt no shame.
But one did because they were scared.
The other did because they never cared.
In the end, locked in their cage,
They were put to sleep for their rage.
Society’s concern could then fade,
Not caring some are bad and some are made.
Nature versus nurture is something that confused psychologists to this day. How much of our personality is formed because we were born that way (nature) and how much of our actions happen because of our environment and upbringing (nurture.)
It’s just something I noticed about society, how rarely we try to understand each other and why we do the things we do, what made people take the actions they’ve taken, so I wrote a poem about it.
No Platitudes Needed
There isn't always a reason
Or sunshine after the rain.
Sometimes people suffer
And there's no purpose for their pain.
Faith is often useless.
Suffering brings no lesson.
What doesn't kill us makes us weaker
We lose with each oppression.
There's more than we can handle,
Barely make it through the day.
There are things time cannot heal;
Tragedy wrecks that way.
Sometimes it can't be worse
And it doesn't matter if it could.
Some things were meant to be
And taken away before they should.
Before you speak a platitude
Before saying word for word
Be quiet and just listen
Make sure their pain is heard.
I’m a firm believer in the idea that when most people talk, they just want someone else to listen to them. They want someone who understands them and will provide them companionship to get through hard times.
Unfortunately, I think most people’s go-to action when someone is upset is to try to quickly solve their problem, instead of helping the person process their feelings. And this kind of quick, catch-all advice people love to give often leads to platitudes that people say over and over again, but are devoid of meaning.
I’ve noticed that most people hate hearing platitudes.
The power of belief
When there's nothing there
There is no evidence
But you do not care
It's all about your passion
It's about emotions
Not what you see.
You want it to be true
So you have fought
To share your truth with others
If more people believe
Then maybe it's real
If more people believe
The things you feel.
The delusion spreads
And we don't know
The truth from our feelings
The facts from show.
Up and down is now
Left and right.
You don't see with eyes.
You see with foresight.
But if you really live
With these beliefs
Allow blankets of lies
To hide your griefs.
You'll never really grow,
You'll never find,
A peace that really lasts.
You'll lose your mind.
I wrote this poem before a certain person became president and before everyone was shouting at each other about what was real and what was fake. It was something I already noticed happening, people disagreeing about where reality begins and ends. Lots of people choose their emotions and the facts that make them feel happy to believe rather than the truth. In frustration over seeing this start in people I care about, I wrote a poem about it.
Piercing inside your ear;
The shattering you can hear.
Danger must be near.
There is every reason to fear.
A sound wave of pain.
The noise of the insane.
The call that has no name.
Nothing will be the same.
It's the terrified evocation,
The plea for sweet salvation.
It's life's great abomination:
The scream of desperation.
I was very sad when I wrote this poem. I was kind of screaming in my head, so I wound up describing the scream and every other scream like it in this poem. I just think ear piercing screams are a powerful expression of emotional. They say so much in just one sound.
What did you think of my poetry?
BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on April 21, 2021:
Your poetry is fantastic!
You need to write more poems.
I can't wait to read more.