INFINITE OBLIVION
EAST 15 ACTING SCHOOL
VOX FESTIVAL 2025
Poetry
The below are selected poems that I have written from January 2025 - october 2025.
These were used for inspiration when writing my solo piece, some were used more than others.
seasons
How lucky am I, with you by my side
Us growing stronger with each passing day
As beautiful trees growing in the world
Parallel but curved towards each other
As time moves forward, our leaves change
From green to red, naked to flowers
The red tone in the fall is magical and new
The flowering buds in spring move through the wind
As the power of our love spins the colors of the world
Spreading happiness and joy to those who see
Time continues and storms can hurt,
But the branches that touch never changes
As my love for you will never change
growing roots
Growing roots
Underneath the apparent world
Connected to none
And yet to all
An evolutionary mind
Weaving and braiding
Through all our lifetimes
All our little futures
And pasts and presents
Untouched by the world;
It lives inside of us, me and you;
And we learn and grow
As trees untouched in a forest,
Being allowed to breathe
To learn from each other
And live our lives
Side by side
Hand in hand
Open to change
To possibility
To love and life
But always together
luna
The pull from the moon and the tides
Drowned us in heavenly bliss –
Filled us up and tore us apart –
Sewing us back together,
This time permanently healed.
Magic
The golden rays danced around us
And my mind went to the forest –
The path of green moss –
magic
Ivy
We see ivy grow up walls of
Buildings destroyed long ago;
Nature reclaiming the earth
As plants twist around columns
Crumbled from time.
Yet I wonder if the purpose
Is actually to heal—
To hold the structures in place,
Solidifying the union in history—
So that we will never be forgotten.
the scent of rain
The scent of rain fills my soul
As I walk past flowers that grew wild.
The sky varies in shades of gray –
But as it sprinkles for the first time,
I find myself wishing for a downpour.
So that I can dance under a canopy
And fill the world with my happiness.
persephone’s footsteps
When the sun rises over the mountain,
Coming just into view,
The light fills the world
With a golden glow.
The flowers covering the ground
Bursting with colors –
As if Persephone herself walked there
And spring sprouted from her footsteps.
A path of moss leads me
Into the forest
Where flowering trees shed petals
From the soft gust of wind.
I feel the warmth on my skin
As the light peeks between the trees –
Turning into a holographic starburst.
The path ends in a clearing
With the ruins of something
From long ago –
Vines have taken over the stone.
All these things are how I feel
When I remember your eyes
Looking into mine –
Filling me with butterflies and joy.
Happiness that is constant –
Making me realize that I am enough as is.
thistles spreading
Thistles spreading and sunflowers growing,
A remarkable beauty doth Time lead;
As the Sun awakens the Night, glowing,
The mix of hues cures heartbreak’s sullen creed.
The sun wakes
The sun wakes bright and early
To give breath to the cold night,
Lighting the journey of the day.
Golden beams spread throughout,
Reminding us that we’re alive.