Book review – Gatekeeper (Spoiler Free)

“People act as if they no longer know me / I feel as if I'm speaking from inside an error” Title: GatekeepeerAuthor: Patrick JohnsonGenre: PoetryPages: 96 pagesPublication date: December 10, 2019Publisher: Milkweed Editions At AWP this year, I stopped by the Milkweeds booth at the book fair, and Gatekeeper caught my eye. Some pages inside … Continue reading Book review – Gatekeeper (Spoiler Free)

Turning out

“He’ll scour the land for you,” society told me.They always whispered delicate words.“He’ll turn over every single stoneUntil he finds you, his one and only.” But boys didn’t even turn my way.They kept their eyes pinned onto the girlsWho change everything they canTo make themselves stars in the skies. Do I need my own spinning … Continue reading Turning out

Book review – Helium (Spoiler Free)

“I know that our hands break things just as frequent as we can fix them. And we often forget that sexism is a family heirloom that we've been passing down for generations. As men, it is important that we start asking ourselves. What will the boys learn from us?” Title: HeliumAuthor: Rudy FranciscoGenre: PoetryPages: 96 … Continue reading Book review – Helium (Spoiler Free)

Glass chains have shattered

Touch the glass wall And shatter it all I don’t mean to But I’m about to explode Can’t keep me here for long Unless you want the storm too Cause the chains are gone And I’m tired of waiting ---------For someone else’s approval   Copyright © Robin LeeAnn

I’m a bad puzzle piece

Everyone has straight and curved sidesThey know what they want andThey know what they’re good at – butI’m not one to follow the crowd I somehow molded my edges to a pointTo poke into everything andI can’t state a reason as to whyI get my nose into so many things So, I’m crawling through the … Continue reading I’m a bad puzzle piece

Blocks suck

Writer’s block is a curious thing. You’re faced with a slip n’ slideThat you must turn into a swing,And nothing comes out at all. It looks something like this: Copyright © Robin LeeAnn

The storm

The storm lit up the clouds. The dark blue sky turned into a musky light gray. Lightning strikes reached from the left to the right like tree branches. But then another strike would grow out smaller, barely reaching out, after that big moment. That last strike is me.   Copyright © Robin LeeAnn

Always

There’s a tranquility in storms The world may crash and burn The rain may pour and scream But there’s a glint of light Hope shines from The people surrounding you The dogs loving you They gleam through the wall of water Always.   Copyright © Robin LeeAnn