Michaela's Musings

 Hi! I know I promised The Love Witch  review. Things have just been hectic (aren't they always?) and I instead wrote more poems! I have a more traditional poem and an erasure poem. In the spirit of Halloween, they both feature the wonder of magic 🔮. bewitched the midnight hour is close at hand, as wild magic runs through her veins. she grabs her hat and cloak, ready to ride with her mystical band. with the moon as her guide, she takes flight with her sisters no longer must they run or hide. cool wind bites their faces, cackling at those who wish to subdue them. they fly high and low, visiting their favorite dark places. for they were born to run, young, wild, and free. no longer do they belong to anyone. XOXO, Michaela

Hi everyone! Still going strong with poetry, I wanted to share some haikus I wrote yesterday! I'm hoping to post my review of The Love Witch  later this week so stay tuned for that! Anyways, hope you enjoy! A Warm Spot warm sun gently glows bees buzz by with the soft breeze bejeweled leaves sway Late Night Talking ocean eyes meet mine we laugh and chat late at night i hope he likes me Midnight Sky we roam the darkness full moon shines down to guide us we are the weirdos XOXO, Michaela

Hello! Sorry for the sporadic posting! College has been incredibly busy. But I'm hoping to post a bit more frequently! Here's a poem I recently wrote for my creative writing course. I'm really proud of it and wanted to share it with the world. Hope you enjoy! The Downsides of Divahood sparkling sequins / flashing lights / rosy reds and plum purples adorn her face / always glamorous and acclaimed / they whisper diva / she primps and preens / for the stage and tv / everywhere she goes, everyone knows / who she is and what she stands for / she’s hailed for her beauty / her brains and mystique / finally they cry / a celebrity with substance / she speaks on politics / on genocide and climate change / critiques the crooked in their gilded bubbles / in comments and red carpets, they praise and adore her / she is the people’s diva / but as the story goes / women who soar the highest, fall fastest / she is deemed entitled and rude / with a stuck-up attitude / with sneers they ...