A Poetry Class Project

Poem: Grandmother’s Watch

Grandmother’s Watch Kristen Hiemstra   I can see that you wear that old watch too slack. It’s too big by far and hangs out from under the black sleeve of your blouse. Your daughters bought it years ago and gave it as a gift. The time since then passed full of love, but too swift. [...]

A Self-Indulgent First Post

This is a poem I found on my computer’s hard drive.  I don’t remember what it means.  Let me know if you figure it out! enjoy. A man overcome by fragmented hope. His space occupied by things unseen. Laden heavy with impotent power unable, charged and kinetic. Proceeding, backwards and stagnant. Forfeit offering shadowed in traffic. Perspiring [...]