Certain as Sunrise

Change, certain as sunrise
bittersweet beauty burns bright
colors paint portraits remembering
the most precious times—
memories sparkling like stars.

-Poem is my own


Galaxies and Your Eyes

Gold and diamonds dazzle
but galaxies—
—and your eyes
are infinitely more brilliant.

Cash and champagne overflow
inflated ego—
—unconditional love
floods the soul with hope.

-Poem is my own, published on 4.7.15

This poem was inspired by this NaPoWriMo prompt: “keeping to the theme of poetry’s value, Wallace Stevens famously wrote that “money is a kind of poetry.” So today, I challenge you to write about money! It could be about not having enough, having too much (a nice kind of problem to have), the smell, or feel, or sensory aspects of money. It could also just be a poem about how we decide what has value or worth.”