Poem Entry #15

Dogwood II (written 06 Sept 2016, edited Oct 26)


You are a flowering dogwood tree

Who has grown to mean so much to me—

A tall, strong pine in a lonely grove

Ready to scope the skyline alone

Until I surveyed my surroundings

And found you directly beside me.

Congrats! You made it to the canopy!

Maybe you would like some coffee?

Or maybe, maybe just a chat?

I think I would really like that.

So, I swayed and you swayed

With the wind flow of time,

Till you bloomed and opened

These narrow eyes of mine.


Poem Entry #11

The subject of this poem is my girlfriend, Elizabeth. We had been dating for over a month and I decided it would be sweet to write a poem for her. This was the first poem I had written since December 2015. The sadness which drove me to write the previous 10 poems was gone mostly because I moved from a crumby apartment complex to a brand new, luxurious one. I also quit my stressful job to focus on schoolwork, and, by February, I had met Elizabeth. The spring of  2016 was a pleasant time. It marked a turning point in my poetry which wasn’t realized until the spring of 2017 when I wrote fun, meaningless, loosely-structured poems like Psychobabble.

Without further delay, enjoy!  🙂


Dogwood I (29 Mar 2016)


You are a flowering dogwood tree

Whose branches reach out to those in need

To wrap them in a blanket of twisted wood

So that they if not otherwise would

Know mercy so sentimental

And grace so supernatural.

In rest, to heaven they might inquire

The origin of your strange desire

To offer them care and protection

And to share the hope of resurrection.


Heaven might answer and say that the most

Influential voice is his Holy Ghost.

But there is another specter of old

Who tried to tarnish her soul of gold.

That specter did steal her hope for the morn

With a heavy blanket of twisted thorns

Until it was restored unto her

By a knight in divine armor.

Now she loves others with true sympathy,

And that’s what makes her so lovely to me.