My trifle of a cinquain – a five line stanza with syllables of 2, 4, 6, eight and 2.

There are just shards left now.

Things may be impossible for us to make them happen sometimes…but in our own way, we make them happen. Even in the world that we create…

These are just my scribbles on the palindrome – a word, phrase or other text that reads the same forwards and backwards. Forgive the errors. Experimenting with words and phrases. Featuring my favorite fictional couple, Mina and Hwang.

A modern poem…

Two little trifles. Forgive me as I practice.

A poem about lost love…

Together.

This is a poem I wrote back in 2007 for my boyfriend at the time, but he is now my fiance.

The sky bleeds.