The Poet's House

#life

  • I Come from The North

    I am Nanook.I was forged in the cold and the darkness of a barren land.In the arctic we live the hard way.We kill to survive.We survive to make lovein the barren land of the north. I know no pityand understand… Continue reading

  • Life Crafted

    by Michael Plante Can you see yourself floating on the seasin a little craft;waves lappingthe sun is shininga slight breeze brushes your cheeka cloud rolls by to say “Hello”and you laugh because it looks like a smile? At that moment… Continue reading

  • Closing Your Eyes Forever

    Did you dance in the rainwhen the streetlights came onand thunder rolled across the land?When dreams were being gifted did you catch Nyx as she engulfed the world? Did you ride the tidal wave that consumes everythinggracing the stars with… Continue reading

  • The Train Wreck

    by Michael Plante I am a conductorso are you.We travel along a laid-out track.What fuels our momentum is what drives our fears;the past. Charging towards the unknownbelieving fate has our backsthe rails we call faithare the only thing we can… Continue reading

  • Paper Airplanes

    by Michael Plante Fire is a companion that will never let you down. It says, I will always love you; I will never let you go, but if you ignore me, I will burn your house down. Fire needs to… Continue reading