Category Archives: My Writing

Here is where I’ll be posting samples of my writing, whether poems, short stories, or whatever. As an aspiring author, I would love to know if my work has inspired you, moved you, encouraged you, or made a difference in your life in any way. Please leave a comment and let me know! It would be the greatest gift to me to know that my work has moved somebody else. Please enjoy browsing through this category.

Music

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I wrote this poem over a year ago. It describes the beauty and the power of music. Music has been a huge part of my life, and of myself, for as long as I can remember. I am never quite so happy as when I am singing in choir or playing the guitar, giving a voice to the song in my heart and sharing my gift with others. I have a passion for creating beauty, which is why I love writing, and why I love music. This poem combines my love for both.

Music.

It is more powerful than words, for it weaves complex tales of love and loss without uttering a single word.

It is more effective than medicine, for it can heal the deepest wound, outside or in.

It is more healing than any amount of repose, for it eases all aching hearts and brings rest to the souls of the weary.

It is better than a scrapbook of memories, for it can reach into the depths of one’s heart and retrieve all good times gone by.

It is older than the most ancient of kings, for it has played through the centuries and has left its mark upon time.

It is better than the best of friends, for it listens and understands in a way unlike that which any human being is capable of.

It is more comforting than a mother’s gentle touch, for once it has touched a heart, it remains throughout a life.

It is stronger than the thickest cord, for it is composed of many intertwining melodies complexly weaved together which cannot be broken.

It is more natural than the greenest plant, for it reverberates through the very surface of the earth itself.

It is more beautiful than the loveliest gem, for its radiance is everlasting.

Music: an element in itself.

Writer’s Block

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I wrote this poem, appropriately, as I was procrastinating on my English essay. I couldn’t think of a single thing to say, so I fought my case of writer’s block by writing. This poem was the result. I hope you enjoy!
I put the pencil
down,
pick it up, put it
down.
The
panic
starts.
Why isn’t this easy?
Why, oh why, am I
struggling?
A
blank
piece of paper
was once a friend, but
it is now my
worst
nightmare.
Every time I picked up a pen, the
words would flow
out of me,
cascading out of
my heart and
spilling out of my
soul, splattering beauty
across the page,
scattering the
horrid
bright
blank
whiteness
and creating something
lovely
in its place.
It was once
so easy to dispel, but
now,
as I am staring
down
at the paper,
its blinding brightness
burns into my eyelids and
halts
my imagination.
Oh, imagination, creativity,
why have you
forsaken me?
Why have you left me
devoid of inspiration,
deprived of ideas,
drained of dreams?
Why have you left me grappling
in the darkness,
searching for a light that
has been
put
out,
shrouded in the
darkness
of a
barren
brain?
But a small voice inside my head
tells me to pick up
a pen, and
though I am
drained
of all inspiration,
I reach for it and
begin to write,
knowing that with each
stroke of the pen, with each
word,
I am fighting that horrible
deadly beast known as
writer’s block.
So there. I am
unstuck! I just
wrote
a poem.