Poems

The First Time I Saw the Ocean Couplet Horizon vast, waves in motion,Heart touched by the ocean.

The First Time I Received a Paycheck Free Verse Money earned, first check in hand,Spent in hours, wasn’t that grand?A cycle of earn and burn,Adult life, a tough lesson to learn.

The First Time I Saw Snow (Expanded) White wonder descended from the grey,Cold crystals catching on my sleeve.I stood beneath the falling veil,A child who couldn’t quite believe. The world grew quiet, muffled, still,Each flake a whispered, frozen prayer.I caught them on my tongue and laughed,Tasting winter’s frozen air. Footprints marked where I had been,A

The First Time I Realized I Was Different Cinquain Alone,In a crowd, distinct,Their words, sharp, succinct,My soul, quietly infringed,Unique.

The First Time I Realized I Was Falling Out of Love Sonnet Your touch once sparked, now just a routine,Our conversations empty, the silence keen.Love fading like the end of a scene,A slow retreat, where passion had been.

The First Time I Realized Everything Changes Free Verse Seasons turned without my consent,People left without a lament,Every moment just a segment,Of life’s constant rearrangement.

The First Time I Realized I Was Different (Expanded) Alone,In a crowd, distinct,Their words, sharp, succinct,My soul, quietly infringed,Unique. They moved in patterns I couldn’t follow,Laughed at jokes I didn’t understand.I stood in the middle of all of themAnd felt the distance like a wall of glass —Close enough to see through,Too thick to break.

The First Time I Made a Major Life Decision Free Verse Paths diverged, a choice stark,Each option a potential mark.I chose, stepping into the dark,Life’s new arc, a lone lark.

The First Time I Missed a Deadline Limerick A deadline loomed, time flew,Procrastination, my favorite brew.The clock struck, my work not done,Boss not stunned,My time management, overdue.

The First Time I Played Poker In the dimly lit room, where shadows dance and swirl,The poker table shines, a place for minds to twirl.Players don their masks, their secrets safely stored,Their strategies concealed, like treasures long adored. A weave of skill, woven thread by thread,Each move calculated, every thought well-read.The deck is shuffled, anticipation