Waiting for the light to wash away
the winter, the sun kisses us but doesn't
warm. Shadows remind us it's still
cold. Birds chirp threads that follow us
as we walk, tied to our wrists.
We keep walking, waiting for heat
to come, expecting it to walk up
to us and say hello because we're ready
to move on. Time to fly away into
a cloudless sky, far from here
and the sun can finally grace our limbs.
I hope you enjoyed this short piece! It’s mainly inspired by being ready to move on from this chapter of life and make the most of the new year. I actually want the “cold” (it’s definitely not that cold here in California) to stay, but I am ready for the seasons to change and new opportunities to come to light. Please feel free to leave feedback and writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
The slight chill of the last of winter here
bites at our chins in the morning, but
the sun always shines through and the skies
are cloudless even now. Walks in the park
flush our faces just enough, and warmth
rushes through our veins when we go back
inside. Remember the feeling of cold: it is
fleeting and soon the heat will envelop you
day after day, like it does every year.
I hope you enjoyed this short piece! It sums up how I feel about the changing of seasons– although it’s definitely still winter, it’s already starting to feel a bit sunnier and warmer (not that it was ever very cold or gloomy) where I live. I’m in slight mourning of the fact we’ve only had one rainy day so far. Please feel free to leave feedback and writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
The moon is full and high, its yellowed
light bringing out the shadows in your face.
A new cycle will begin, but we wade deeper
into the woods and wait for nothing-- anything--
something to approach. The darkness
is comforting, only because we know
more light is coming, will stream through
the trees and highlight our hair, nature's
knowing smirk like a flashlight upon our
own tired smiles. The sun is rising, just not
here yet. Something is coming, hope is coming,
so we lie in wait.
I hope you enjoyed this piece! It was mainly inspired by the new year beginning, and the shift in energy that always comes with that. Let’s devote ourselves to making 2021 a good one, and making our dreams come true! (I promise I’m not normally this cheesy.) Please feel free to leave feedback or writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
We are dreaming of bullet points
on a piece of paper, waiting for
the words to spring to life. Ink
streaming down the page, there
are only so many places we
can think of going off to, coming
and going. What does one year,
two years from now hold for us?
Let's pick up our pens and keep
writing, imagining until we have
thought of all there is to think.
You know I am a sucker for
information and knowing all
there is to know, especially if
we can draw a map of places we'll
visit, flee, and come back to again
I hope you enjoyed this piece! I can’t believe we’re about to say goodbye to 2020– this piece is fitting, as we’re about to find out what the next year holds for us. Please feel free to leave feedback or writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
How is it already this time of year?! Happy holidays to all! I hope you are having a lovely December. You may remember my post from a few months back about a new literary magazine I’m a part of called Intersections Mag. We released our first issue almost a month ago and would love for you to check it out!
If you’re interested, you can find Issue 1 here and browse our website as you please.
Since I’m currently on winter break, you will hopefully be seeing some bonus content soon. I apologize for not posting a new poem today, but you can check out some amazing writing in the first issue of Intersections! Please let me know what you think in the comments.
You can also keep up with Intersections by subscribing to our email list on the website and following us on Instagram @intersectionslitmag. Thank you so much for your support! Stay safe and healthy.
I often wonder if one day
the walls between me and the world--
the walls between us all, the walls
we have built-- will come down.
Maybe it is more like a maze,
a labyrinth even, as every time
we round the corner or think
we've found a seam to chip away at,
there are only more walls. Who
are the real architects? They say
we will build what inspires us,
but I only see blocks of cold mysteries
hiding what could be.
I hope you enjoyed this piece! I think it has a lot of different symbolic meanings– beyond the obvious comparison of walls between people/ideas, it also has a lot of significance to me regarding mental health. Every time you think you’re out of the woods and have untangled your internal messes, a new struggle will pop up. It’s taken me a while to realize that’s normal (and okay)! Please feel free to leave feedback and writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
The wind whistles, taps our windows and
dares us to get up early in the morning;
do we listen? The trees are moving, dancing
and everything is alive, the way you've
always craved. Not a cloud in the sky swirling,
but the palm fronds wave and the grass sways,
tickling your feet. We have been waiting for
these bursts of cool air to rush through,
to redden our cheeks and push us outside--
just to experience it once-- then push us
I hope you enjoyed this piece. I know it’s a shorter one, but I felt it needed to be with the momentum and the topic of wind– I was inspired by a particularly windy day at home. It felt like the windows were shaking! On another note, I cannot believe it’s December… holiday posts to come. Stay safe and healthy out there, and feel free to leave feedback as always!
The roses you brought me have opened;
I'm still not sure what they mean but
oh, how nice is it to be surprised with
flowers. So delicate and special before
they begin to droop, not unlike us.
I count the veins on the leaves, lose count
when I peer closer. How many times
will we dance circles around our arguments?
How many bouquets of sympathy
will we hand over to each other, waiting
for something to stick and one gift
to be the thing that triggers peace?
The roses are dethorned-- of course you
would make sure nothing else can harm me
after you already have.
I hope you enjoyed this piece! I know it’s a little heavier than a lot of the poems I’ve been posting lately, but I had a burst of inspiration based on some… complex family relationships I have and the developments in those lately. For those of you who celebrate Thanksgiving in the US, I hope you had a lovely holiday given all the circumstances. Stay safe and healthy out there.
Surprise– here’s a bonus post for Thanksgiving! Happy Thanksgiving to those of you in the US who celebrate. If you don’t, it’s still always great to take a moment and recognize some of the aspects of life you’re grateful for, especially after a trying year like this one. This year has been so insane that I figured it was even more important than normal to share my gratitude with the world and try to spread some positive energy on this blog. If you’re interested in reading a list of some things I’m currently grateful for, keep on reading!
- My family’s health during this time – My family members and I have been very cautious throughout this whole pandemic, and I’m so glad that we’ve managed to make it through it and that for the most part, we haven’t had to make many huge sacrifices to do so (my father is lucky enough to work alone/with only one other person in his office, and my school has been online so far this year).
- The (slightly) chilly weather – It never gets that cold where I live in Southern California, but it’s still nice to have a somewhat change of season and get to break out my favorite clothing items again: hoodies and sweatpants.
- Fresh flowers – My mom is obsessed with flowers and has taken refuge in working in her garden during this time, so between that and her getting flowers at the supermarket, there’s always some pretty flowers around my household to look at.
- Zoom – I know it’s silly and we all are getting sick with Zoom, but think about how wonderful it is– without it, where would we be with distance learning / working? Aside from school, Zoom has also allowed my activities to continue virtually.
- The presidential election result – I don’t want to get too into this, but if you guys have read my blog for a while you might now I’m very invested in American politics. I’m thankful to see a shift in our country’s energy and I think this is a step in the right direction.
- My teachers – I am so lucky to have such wonderful teachers this year! I wish I could thank them in person with handwritten notes and gifts for the holidays (still working out how to handle this stuff virtually with something more personal than emails…), as they have all been so wonderful and supportive and understanding and everything you always want your teachers to be.
- Poetry – This sounds cheesy, but obviously I love poetry and I don’t know what I would do without reading and writing it. Although I know I have a long way to go with my own writing, there is nothing better than discovering new poems, and there will always be endless amounts of writers and pieces to read. Nothing hits the spot like a poem filled with visceral imagery.
- Pie – I, a self-proclaimed insanely picky eater, was never open to trying pie until a few years ago. Now I am a full-blown pie lover (although I mainly eat it for the crust) and therefore pie is now my favorite Thanksgiving food! I’m thankful for food in general, and my family’s ability to have a nice Thanksgiving meal together 🙂
- Rainbows – I haven’t actually seen a rainbow in a pretty long time since it hasn’t rained where I live in a pretty long time, but I used to be OBSESSED with rainbows and all types of rainbow/brightly-colored clothing and decor. I still love rainbows, and I hope I get to see one soon.
- Calendars/planners/etc. – This sounds so nerdy, but I don’t know what I would do without my planner and calendar. I’m grateful for everything related to organization in general, especially with how crazy my schedule has been pretty consistently throughout high school.
I hope this inspires you to write out at least ten things you’re grateful for! Tell your family and friends you’re grateful for them, and have a wonderful holiday (if you’re celebrating) 🙂 Stay safe and healthy out there.
Although I love the cold winter,
there is something special about
the heat within, waking up under
warm blankets while white light
streams through the windows.
Just a little bit longer-- so feet
can stay toasty and all is peaceful
as the early-bird runners jog
down the street. We are here.
There is no other way to be present,
dreaming of hot cocoa and sweaters
and lights hung up on all the houses.
But we are here, inside where
we can light a fire and forget
about the cold, forget about
what's outside again and again.
I hope you enjoyed this piece! Although it never gets that cold where I live, I’m definitely craving some winter weather at the moment. Happy-almost-Thanksgiving for all my fellow Americans out there! Make sure to stay safe and social distance. And as always, please feel free to leave feedback and writing challenges in the comments.