Derek Evers
Inspired by creativity, fueled with kindness. An author of short stories and poems.
What Is Left Behind
A flock of birds playing, chasing each other around the limbs of their friend, the dead tree. — They whirled around every inch of every branch
Derek EversPublished 11 minutes ago in PoetsThe Bird or The Fly
Which am I – The bird or the fly? — The bird which flies above so high and further beyond any understanding to the undiscovered
Derek EversPublished 2 days ago in Poets25 – A Look Back in Time
Hi. This is me... ... In case you're stumbling across this post and don't know who I am. Today, I am turning 25 years old. The big two-five. That makes me a Pisces; I read something recently that said a Pisces' 25th year of life is one of their lucky years! Who knows if that's true, but what's wrong with a little blind faith?
Derek EversPublished 4 days ago in MotivationEmbrace
Oh what a day full of mystery and wonder! Waking up to a blanket of bright white snow covering my city head to toe left me so giddy. The kind of thing that happens once a year, if we're lucky, though not everyone thinks that way. Most are held up inside to keep their delicate noses from turning red. With a sense of adventure, however, or a bit of imagination, the empty, snow covered parking lots turn into anyone's winter wonderland!
Derek EversPublished 6 days ago in PoetsSnow
My city covered in a blanket of snow with wind howling, cutting against skin and crunching beneath my feet take me back to another time when everything made sense.
Derek EversPublished 7 days ago in PoetsSwinging
High above the red hot sand, just before the cliff's edge exists a century old tree with two ends of a rope tied to its still sturdy limbs
Derek EversPublished 9 days ago in PoetsThe Broke College Grad Diaries - Part 7
Hello World! Welcome back to the seventh part of The Broke College Grad Diaries. I know this series has been a little all over the place and there hasn’t been a consistent expectation of what I’m going to post and I apologize for that. This is like a journal to me except that I share it with the world and sometimes what goes on in my head is a little messy. I promise to do better!
Derek EversPublished 13 days ago in MotivationTaste of Pear
Bounteous fruit, a pear. Red or green or yellow. Imperfect skin, not rough, just dotted with brown. Mostly firm but it gives in under a thumb.
Derek EversPublished 14 days ago in Poets
