Flash Poetry
is an activity that I enjoy. I write a poem as I listen to an instrumental song that I've never heard before, and I drop the pen the second the music stops. No second thoughts, no edits- just the emotion and passion of the song translated into words. Here are six of mine. Try it sometime.
Walking In the Forest - Yiruma - Frames (2017)
Crunching steps over sticks and stones,
The creek babbles its wistful song.
The wind rustles, and spirits haunt
Their roots.
The forest’s soul aches and weeps
With sorrow and joy,
Bursting at the seems with
its secrets.
Come in and rejoice in the ups
And downs,
The lull and rise.
Your heart will race.
Your hands will shake.
Your very bones will shutter
As you behold the forest
Open.
Ashokan - Kyle McEvoy - Ashokan EP (2018)
Sometimes the hills
Roll on into oblivion
And you are left to
Ponder
If beginnings and ends
Exist
Or if it’s all just one
Continual story
The edges of fragmented
Chapters in our heads
Bleeding into each other
As we walk
Hymn Tune Prelude on Song 13 - Ralph Vaughan Williams - London Symphony Orchestra
When I look into his eyes
Galaxies unfold.
And the depth of the universe
Becomes more mesmerizing.
The warm autumn breeze swoops
Me through plains of greens and browns.
The stars twinkle
And seize my heart,
Begging me to hold onto this moment.
So I listen to their request.
And make room in my soul
For one more.
Just Me and You - Ramin Djawadi- The Mountain Between Us (2017)
Sands shift as time drifts by,
Erasing the footsteps.
History was held in the imprints of their grains.
Happy moments, wiped away by
The unfeeling wind.
I suppose,
Their love story was one to be forgotten.
Sincere feelings, one rainy day and haruhi's thoughts from the melancholy of haruhi suzumiya (feat. jem harding) - eminence symphony orchestra - a night in fantasia 2009 live
Clouds float along in the sky
As I lay and close my eyes
A world of whites, blues, and greens
Colors and sounds all in between
A shimmering lake made like glass
Reminds me of times of the past
Voices flit inside my head
Asking, wishing, my heart is fed
A dance in a meadow
Breadths of life infuse this place
This rift in time
So I wait, and watch, and listen
And peer
When will my little cloud appear?
A swell, a song, day turns to night
The birds in the valley take
Unceasing flight.
What will they find? Where will
they go?
Their beating feathers I
Wish to know.
And still I wait.
In my valley.
Warps - Koral Banko - 2018
Lilac and orange
Smear the horizon
As the sun rises
Brave enough to greet a new day
Just like you
Your soul is resilient
It is painted in strength.
Smoothed by will.
It is not black, like you may think.
Your soul shimmers
Catching the rays of the sun
And reflecting it back out
Into the world.
The light is warmer
Than it would have been
Had it not passed through you.
Bottom of the page fun fact #13: I started writing flash poetry my freshman year of college. I was bored to death one day in my dorm room, so I just started listening to music and writing. Voila…a weird passion project was born.