Writing is an art. As Lakoff and Johnson state in Metaphors We Live By, life, in general, is a concept. It's a concept that we cannot understand because it is not obvious (Lakoff). However, it's up to us on how we choose to live that concept. Sure, it's easy to dissect and evaluate your own life,... Continue Reading →
Baby blue eyes, sitting on my lap, how do you stay, when I move my legs? I'll set you on the floor, because my limbs fall asleep, but you still come back. Is it love? Do you just, want my chair? Mama cat, Oh, Mama cat, I don't understand. I'll always appreciate, your little claws. Especially... Continue Reading →
A poem about my love for iguanas.
If you like books, cliche rhyming poems that don't rhyme throughout the whole thing, or if you just want to take a gander, check this out!
Yet, another poem. That's a little bit more personal than the last.
A poem.
A poem.
This poem is all about perspective. Perspective. Perspective. Perspective.
This poem was an assignment for my Creative Writing class. The assignment was to lead with part of a poem and create your own poem out of it.. I chose a poem out of Milk and Honey by Rupi Kaur.
This was for my creative writing class and my first attempt at a non-rhyming poem since the beginning of 2013. Don't judge it too harshly please. 🙂
Keeping Up With a Skillings 