Post #45: If Things Had Been Different

I wrote a poem recently about my feelings of staying cooped in home during quarantine. I’ve included several literary devices, such as imagery, personification and similes, to add more depth to my writing and so that you readers can better understand what I wish to convey. This is a little off-course from what I usually…

Post #26: The Time Between Life And Death

It dawns upon you like a bee landing on a flower. When you’re just standing there, not knowing why, wondering about the mysteries of the world. When you realize you can’t stand there forever, even though you long to.  Your mind travels, from the grassy hill you were standing on into a cold, steel room….