The crown of literature is poetry.”–W. Somerset Maugham
All poems found here are original poems by Autumn Brutyn
An ode to marching band, and the experiences of a lifetime through music.
A short haiku about the pressures of society today: no matter who you are, you are expected to act a certain way, look a certain way, dress like this and talk like that. This poem addresses these deep-seated issues of our world.
A short poem about exploration and the great unknown.
Bored with life…until you find it. IT–that one thing that sparks a flame within you, an energy that grows and burns hotter with each passing moment. People come and go, apathy in their eyes, but this one thing stays with you. Your passion.
Have you ever tried to see through the eyes of a person in the past? Wondered what it would look like if you stood in the same spot thousands of years ago? This is a poem exploring our connection to our past and ancestors. Enjoy!
Have you ever felt so tired that you drag through the day? Your eyelids feel weighted? School or work is like a mental beating? This poem represents that fatigue for all those who are tired beyond belief.
A poem about sunrise, sunsets, truths of life…
What is the meaning of life? Why are we here? Who are you to give advice? …. Life’s most rhetorical, unanswerable questions that mean something different to everyone. There is no right or wrong answer– only different perspectives. This poem is an exploration of the unknown and impossible that might spur a question in you that you never thought before.
What is a perfect metaphor for life? The answer may not be what you expected…have you ever gave a second thought to one of the world’s most beautiful water features? You will now!
Describes all the sides of a dog: beautiful, feisty, perfect in every way. Enjoy!
A new poem about coming out of your shell and not being afraid to shine your light.
A poem about the struggle of writing… well, anything! Essay, story, important document… this is dedicated to all my writers who have stared at a blank page and can only manage your name and the date.
What is happiness? Why do we crave it?
Have you ever given a second thought to the stairs? The roof? Your lights? You will now.
A world on the cusp of autumn.