About Michelle March

Poet ~ Blogger ~ Aspiring Writer

What’s that old saying, “Truth is often buried in lies”. I have always struggled with telling a lie. As a kid, if I told a lie I would burst within an hour to go tell the person the truth. Here is a funny example. When I was a[…]

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Have you ever been friends with an outcast?  When I was seventeen my social circle consisted of the youth group at my church. I grew up in a small town so we had basically the same set of teenagers attending every week.  There was one kid in my[…]

I wrote my poem “These Things” when I was living in a constant shame spiral. Every day I felt so wrapped up in guilt that I couldn’t find any inner peace. The guilt felt like a heavy pressure constantly sitting on my chest.

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Have you ever felt invisible? When I wrote “My Eyes”, this was how I was feeling. It felt like on the inside I was this strong woman full of potential, starting to emerge, but nobody could see me. Nobody could hear the woman on the inside screaming to[…]

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We were only a teen crush. However, that crush felt larger to me than love. I chased it and found it only to end up losing it to my best friend.

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“Gone” is a poem that still gives me chills. I wrote this when I was twenty two. I was in a huge transition period in my life.  When I was eighteen, I moved away from my tiny country hometown and joined a drama company up north. I was[…]

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In my poem Questions I was quite literally questioning my own faith. As I have mentioned in previous blog posts, I was raised with a religious background. Before I jump into the background of my religious upbringing, I want to make a quick note. I am in no way telling[…]

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Living Water is my second favorite poem that I have ever written. I also wrote this poem when I was a seventeen-year-old girl back in good ole 1999. I was raised in a deeply religious family. Faith was the root that kept my family together despite a lot of[…]

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Exposure was the very first poem I wrote. I wrote it in 1999 when I was seventeen years old. I know, showing my age a bit here! I wrote this when I was trying to understand the true meaning of love and heartbreak. I had just broken up with[…]

I’m so excited to welcome you to my new website. In the past few years I had to leave my full time job due to chronic health issues. During the pandemic I was able to really zone in and focus on my health and am finally at a[…]