Poetry

Windmills

Always moving in a blur, twirling –

Standing like a giant, tall and grand,

Towering over the flat barren land.

Its energy pure as a blossom, swirling

around, filling the sky in a whirl. 

It’s petals gliding through the sky like a dance –

You will see them slowly waving, expanding

Their massive arms around the world.

Polluted is our planet, from our mistakes, 

But these towers, our hope, they may attend.

The sky permanently muddled gray –

Our world falling to pieces, we cannot pretend

How close the Earth is to its decay.

And our only home, the earth they will defend.

This piece was inspired by my Dad’s job, because he develops wind farms. My whole life, I’ve grown up seeing these magnificent wind farms and how they are helping the environment. That’s why I wrote this poem, to acknowledge the impact these towers have on the Earth, and why they are so important.

The Farm

An island in the vast ocean of plains– 

Where the long emerald lawn stretches far, 

Forming a path to the grey bins of grain. 

In the distance the tall white towers roar. 

The view of green I will not soon forget,  

Of the yard shining bright from the morning dew. 

Red structures look west where the sun will set-

And memories flood back like déjà vu, 

Like fields filled with water after a storm. 

The sweet smell of flowers faint as a cloud, 

With the row of pine trees in uniform. 

Nature’s melody is heard all around. 

Above rises the beautiful blue skies, 

Looking down at the heart of my life.

I wrote this poem about my grandparents’ farm because of the impact it has made on my childhood. Every summer, Christmas, and Thanksgiving ever since I remember, I’ve been visiting this farm. I have so many childhood memories here, like 4th of July with my cousins, and countless Thanksgivings spent with family. It will forever be in my heart, and this poem is dedicated to Epard Farms.

Finally at Peace

Dissolving into the dark depths of death —  

The pain slowly melting away like ice. 

Finally at peace, as I take my last breath.  

Looking at my life it was all a test,  

My heart all broken into pieces, sliced  

Dissolving into the dark depths of death  

My time on earth I was only a guest 

And now all hope is fading like the light 

Finally at peace, as I take my last breath  

Like a brick being lifted off my chest  

Feeling free, as stars disappear from the night  

Dissolving into the dark depths of death 

Wanting to lie in an endless rest 

I finally lost feeling and quit fighting  

Finally at peace, as I take my last breath  

But before my goodbye I have a request 

 To never return to that nightmare called life 

Dissolving into the dark depths of death  

Finally at peace, as I take my last breath  

This poem was inspired by the death of my best friend that occurred this past summer. Although my friend and I did not have negative thoughts on life like this poem shows, I wrote it in perspective of someone who does.