Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Saturday Storms

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It’s raining, a drink of water after parched days. The ground was littered with odd drops, scattered randomly, before the thunder came and the heavens opened.

The rain always stops me in my tracks. I wait. I watch. I wonder. And my heart aches with some unfathomable feeling that soaks me to my core with a haunting want 


Published on Medium: P.S. I Love You for Poetry Sunday

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Denouement

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The ivories he tickles
are behind her eyes
accidentals touched
strings struck
 …


Published on Medium: P.S. I Love You for Poetry Sunday

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Every moment

It defies explanation or definition
yet persists — 
days when it is there, quietly
sitting in the corner
waiting to speak, 
other times

words filling me
with a rush –
images vivid in tone and texture.
What is it that calls my pen to action
my being to yearning …


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Five days

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Five days
and you will get on a jet plane
winging your way westward.
So much,
so little
time
to have …


Published on Medium: P.S. I Love You for Poetry Sunday

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©2019 Christine Kelly

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Photograph by the author