Siren Whispers

Siren Song




We breathe in waves,
the ebb and flow
of all we say,
fluid as water.
But what lies hidden
in unspoken thoughts —


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

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©Christine Kelly 2020

Photograph: my own


Awaiting discovery


Autumn color displays

its soul, complex and deep.

Eyes feast upon intricacies,

drama against sullen sky.

November’s grip, winter

chasing sun

sky threatening

eruption, emotion held

to its breast,

since spring came and went.

Intense hue

a taste, pungent;

how it lies upon my tongue

awaiting discovery.


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Photograph taken by SirenSong1208



I’m good, really.


I’m good, really.

     Maybe I’m just an outlier in this divorce game   

It most definitely is not a game, but for years I wore a game face. I was that person who kept it all bottled inside — the fear, the rage, the sadness, the confusion, the loneliness. But to everyone, I was good. I was fine. To the naked eye a placid lake, yet a churning sea underneath …


Published on Medium: P.S. I Love You

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©Christine Kelly 2019

Photo by Brandi Redd on Unsplash



And the rains came

A year has passed

since that August morn,

yet it feels like yesterday.

A day beginning like every other day,

only it wasn’t.

I woke, alone,

at peace with the silence and soft

entrance to the day.

I lay there, thinking,

contemplating the end;

twenty-three years of a life

accompanied but not shared.

A half-life,


stasis all I knew.

A single day bringing all that to an end.

Changes would mount, swiftly,

a hurricane gathering shape

and strength


I girded myself for the storm,

open arms and an upturned face


for the rains to come.

A stinging kiss to remind me

I am alive.

Transformation found in droplet

and deluge



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Photograph by Lynne Gee via Flickr


Out takes

I want to take a moment to thank all my wonderful followers and readers. When I created this blog back in 2014, I never anticipated it would grow as it did; I just wanted a place to share what I was feeling, thinking, and seeing in my mind’s eye.

Recently I have begun to write pieces that reflect the many changes my life has undergone. To date I have published two of them on Medium magazine, found online.

The links below will take you to each piece, a short read. I hope you enjoy.

Thank you again for your wonderful support.


Navigating the world in sound bites 

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Paradox of the quiet sea


My eyes take in the quiet sea,

appreciating the color and lines,

the clear view of the horizon.

The swells will come,

(this I know)

churning beneath the waves –

unseen but expected –

as I acknowledge that everything

is unsettled

and all I can do

is ride that wave to shore.


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Photograph taken by SirenSong1208




Purgatory Road

I’ve not been to Heaven or Hell,

but I’ve travelled this Purgatory Road

far too long.

No amount of prayers,

or repentance,

has eased my steps

along this blazing, dusty path.

My internal compass points a way

I no longer believe in.

The fragility of that arrow

mirroring the hope I’ve held close

for what seems the entirety of my life.


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