Poetry Archives

Hemlock

cyrenah January 15, 2020 0 Comments

With time, the aches have diminished and impossible hurts have been tempered. My chopping block has softened, transformed into a pillow where I now rest. My tongue has forgotten the acridity of accusation, now knows only the crinkling of a knife's edge as I chew on serrated memories repeatedly torn apart.

For Anyone Who Has Ever Loved

cyrenah July 22, 2019 0 Comments

I hope that in another's eyesyou see your own reflection See your own reflectionand yourself as you are seen Yourself as you are seen,committed, like ink on paper Committed, like ink on paperrather than grey ambiguous loss

Muscular Poetry

cyrenah April 26, 2019 0 Comments

Sinew Synapse Serotonin

Skipper

cyrenah April 8, 2019 0 Comments

I am ever drawn to youCrashing like an ocean waveGravitational There is great unspoken strengthIn opening one's heart againRevisiting the sea Braced for future turbulenceI turn my gaze back to the wavesSalt licks the open wound

Songbird

cyrenah March 5, 2019 0 Comments

A man and his dog And his pen and paper A solitary life for a few hours a day A man and his dreams And his milk and sugar A lonesome hike through the valley of memory