Last Night, Today, Tomorrow, Someday

I wrote this poem almost a year ago. It contains four quatrains each rhyming abab.   Last Night, Today, Tomorrow, Someday Last night I penned a blooming, thorn-stemmed flower In darkest ink of purple I could find Upon the bare skin of my side. That power's Catharsis I had hoped would soothe my mind. Today... Continue Reading →


the problem with poetry

I wrote a portion of this poem too long ago to remember when it was, and I just finished it today. The last line of every stanza rhymes.   the problem with poetry the problem with poetry is that everything i wish to say has already been said. how can i outdo the masters of... Continue Reading →

The Time Between Us

This poem is about two lovers that are parted and reunited many years later. It is a short little octet (eight lines) that rhymes aabbccdd. I wrote it simply-- let the reader imagine the rest of the details of this story.   The Time Between Us   I should not have let you go When... Continue Reading →

Como un Fuego

I finally got around to finishing a new poem. This one is in Spanish! It's the first time I have written a poem in Spanish, and my level is only intermediate. But I did my best and would love any feedback, especially from Spanish-fluent readers. The poem is in quatrains that rhyme aabb.   Como un... Continue Reading →


I wrote most of this poem in January but had some unused ideas leftover at the time. I was finally able to finish it this week. The poem is pretty self-explanatory: it's a paradoxical metaphor of the color red. It rhymes aabccb in inconsistent meter.   Red Of blood and of roses, Verity imposes Through profoundest... Continue Reading →

I Can Only Promise This

I have been working on this poem over the past week. It is written in quatrains of inconsistent meter that rhyme abab.   I Can Only Promise This I cannot promise to tell all-- Just details pertinent-- And though not unabridged, it shall Be my life's story unbent. I cannot promise to be unmarred From all... Continue Reading →

Winter Trees and Me

The above is a photo of winter trees at my house, accompanied by my poetic musings below.   Winter Trees and Me The snow is heavy on the trees, As heavy as my soul. And though it serves the eyes to please, Does little to console. But I would not exchange my state For that... Continue Reading →

Skittish Puppy

I wrote this poem today. The topic is pretty self-explanatory, but I was going for a simple subject with deep meaning. The poem rhymes abab cdcd efef ghgh. Here it is.   Skittish Puppy Someone yelled at me once, Someone raised an arm, Made me feel like a dunce, An object of harm. Someone walked out... Continue Reading →


I wrote this short little quatrain last night.   Lament She fell asleep with wet, red eyes And salty drops that streamed her face. She woke with heavy eyes; instead Of tears, the dried crusts in their place. © Ryanne Mikunda

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