History

For all of you who need some comfort and a little light to your day: History -an improv poem (written on the spot just now) We all have pasts. And we all have secrets. we all have hurt, and we all hav...

Born of Pencil

Born of a pencil, And escaping my mind, These scrawling a and scribblings Are more than just lines. Inside a utensil, There’s not just lead or black ink. It goes far beyond that; It’s more...

Life is a bunch of doors

This is a senior high schooler take on “Love is an open door” from the ever popular movie Frozen that I wrote. Enjoy! ⛄️❄️ Do you feel like you’re going crazy? Well, life is craz...

Stand

This is a poem I wrote for the 2013 annual Young Women girls camp. I read it as a devotional at the flag ceremony on the last morning of the week. Stand Here we are at lovely girls camp Where we light...

Dear My Mother

Dear My Mother Maybe you cant glimpse it, But i can see. The glorious radiance Shining within thee. The love that i tell But rarely show, Is appearing now, Cause you need to know. I can’t claim to b...

First Vision

First Vision There was a boy named Joseph Who was a bit confused. He questioned churches for himself, And didn’t know what to choose. Then one day he chanced upon A mighty scripture in James Urg...