The book title Between The Dark and The Light sits on a dark, violet blanket.
|

Four Months of My Book

Four months ago, today, I published my debut poetry book, Between The Dark and The Light. It has been an amazing journey so far, but I still can’t believe I actually did it. It is still so surreal when I see it. Like when I saw it sitting on the arm of my sister’s sofa.

Today, I’m sharing two shorter pieces because I forgot to celebrate the release last month! These two poems embody the essence of the book, and the undulating flow between dark and light themes it represents.


The Dark

Like curtains drawn
The light dies out —
Darkness grows,
And I’m shuttered in.

I can’t stop it —
No more than I can stop
My heart from beating
Or my lungs from breathing.

Deep in darkened disinterest —
Where the seams of life fray,
And where my existence
No longer wants to stay.

The Light

That moment
When it’s decided
To throw open the dusty curtains,
Letting golden light flood
This darkened, stuffy room —
Is miraculous.

A contented sigh, a rare smile —
Goose bumps rising on parched skin
As creaking bones stretch,
And a sighing breath
Clears the stagnated air
Of a once shuttered mind.


I can’t thank everyone enough for taking a chance on me and my work. I have been so inspired that I’ve been consistently writing more poetry — poems that I’m proud of. They are pieces that seem more mature, which is probably a testament to my growth.

I’m excited about what’s coming! Thank you for following along on my journey.

And as always, thank you for reading.


Join My Email List

Receive news, updates, and new blog post notifications directly to your inbox.

I promise not to spam or sell your information.

Similar Posts

  • Quiet Anger

    Often, during times like these, I feel like I don’t say or do enough to speak out about crimes against humanity. Often, I’m left dumbfounded. Mostly, I’m too angry, and when I get angry, I tend to stay quiet. And sometimes I feel ashamed when I stay quiet. I tried to capture that in this poem.

  • Winter Solstice

    It is such a dark time of year in many ways. The actual Winter Solstice brings the shortest day and longest night of the year in the Northern Hemisphere. That is because the Earth’s axial tilt, or obliquity, positions us further from the sun. It is also cold and we tend to stay in.

  • Missing The Rain

    I wrote this poem today after walking my dogs. It occurred to me how long it has been since we had rain here in the desert valley of Arizona — which has been about 170 days. Usually we would have had some by now and the wildflowers would start blanketing the ground in a burst of yellow, orange, and purple.

  • Paper Ball

    This poem is about many things. Manic episodes and depression, self-esteem, confidence, and reworking failed dreams. It’s about trying and failing and trying again. It’s about finding yourself amongst the chaos. I found this poem again after I published my book, Between The Dark and The Light. I’m a little sad that it isn’t in there, but maybe it will end up in a second or special edition — or a completely different book! Recently, I looked at it again while considering what poems I wanted to share on here.

  • Wind In The Pines

    This poem came to me as I listened to the wind in the pines. It is a sound I absolutely love next to that of waves. This is one of those poems that I wrote the initial idea down, but then refined it. Words were adjusted and line lengths changed for flow, and as I did that, I noticed something of a linear timeframe forming. So then I considered the first stanza and thought of a way to talk about human history or even a singular life.

  • |

    Post-Consumer Byproducts

    My debut poetry book, Between The Dark and The Light, was published on December 10, 2024. It is wild to me that it has been out a couple of months already! My intention was to celebrate by sharing a poem from the book on the 10th. That day came and went as I was caught up in all the other things that life requires.