Poetry

Falling Out of Orbit Poetry Collection coming soon!

My fourth collection, Falling Out of Orbit, will come out next month!

I held a poll on Instagram to have your help deciding on the book cover. I ended up doing a little more redesigning after hearing some feedback.

An exact release date will be announced shortly along with the back cover so for now enjoy the front cover reveal! 

I decided to not do chapters since I didn’t want to crowd all the same theme poems into one space. So betrayal is spread out as are desire and tender love.

This collection really came together easily as I was sorting poems at the same time I was putting together my last book, Even the Leaves. I’ll have more info coming your way over the next few weeks so keep an eye out!

Empty Shelter

If you are tired

Let me lay you down

My hands will murmur soft lullabies

into your hair.

If my feet grow weak

You can carry me.

If the wind and the rain

make you shiver

I’ll shelter you from any storm.

And I’ll be there for you

as you are there for me.

Paying in kisses and gentle words

Take from me as often as you give.

Haunting Memories

I’m memorizing every piece of you

I don’t mean to scare you or be rude

they just keep me company while you are gone.

I can play back a moment or conversation

and you go from my mind to right in front of my eyes

Your scent will linger in every memory

from the watch you wear

to the way your hands feel in my hair,

you’ll haunt me long after you’ve truly gone.

Monsters Under the Bed

Insecurity and doubt are monsters

that live in my head.

I introduced you to them last night in bed

Are there any alarms going off inside your head

that think I’m just a different brand of crazy?

An apology scraps the inside of my mouth

but the monsters push another imaginary issue forward.

My naive heart has been betrayed and lied to

and as a last line of defense,

I will accuse you of doing the same.

I must trust you to not slice open

this vulnerable heart if we’re going to last.

Weak

I never saw you coming

But boy I sure did have fun loving you

Baby you were my best days

Then again you were also my worst.

I’m thinking about you and how you

Probably aren’t thinking of me

Love, why’d you have to turn your back on me

but if anyone asks I’m doing fine without you,

haven’t thought about you in weeks

Cause though I’ve fallen I’ll never look weak