riley-m-adair
American
Riley Moreadhiel Adair is my penname. / I chose to stand behind this name because I want to be known, not by my family, but strictly as my work. / / I first began writing at a very young age, completing my first 25-page short story as a class project when I was 9. Writing has since become my main passion, and the ultimate pursuit in my life. / / Poetry has been a healing and expressive art to me- I have better gotten personal feelings across through abstract lilts than in normal social conversation. Everything I write down is an extension of a thought, of a dream, of a feeling, or of all the above. / / I am currently trying to put together a book of my own poetry in pursuits of publication. What I post here will be the finalists in choosing, or work that I found to be personally some of my best.
I'm proud to say I've come a long way
from stumbling through the briars,
stuck in the overgrown brambles
It was nothing more than I could handle,
though I did not know that then
with a heavy mind I waded past questions with no ends
where I'm short of answers,
I am not of faith
so I raised my hands, and I closed my eyes
and walked into my fate
I'm proud to say I made it through
though I did not come out alone
I met this place with who I was
and with the me I've wanted to know
we are one in the same.
waxing and waning and rising above,
we are the midnight flame.
Though I can never be her of the past
she shadows me as I take this path
of new hope, new strength, new solitude.
faces on the moon.
Dec 22, 2011
Dec 22, 2011 at 8:50 AM UTC
It’s a runaway train heading towards a crowd.
You’re all dead now.
You’re all dead now.
Keep treading in your wading pools
too scared to face the sea
you’ll be dragged under
and then you’ll think of me.
I’m the conductor of this train
and you’re stuck out on the tracks
red along the iron-ways
but I bet I make it back
Dec 22, 2011
Dec 22, 2011 at 8:45 AM UTC