Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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An overthinking heart

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The mind overthinks
and the heart stutters
in that moment
between pause and panic.
How we yearn
and bargain
for distant dreams …


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

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©Christine Kelly 2019

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Promise me this

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Promise me this…
that no matter what 
wild whisper 
swirls around us:

distracting
upsetting
confusing

we remember
the vow we made;

 


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

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©Christine Kelly 2019

Photo by Brooke Cagle on Unsplash


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Dressed in violet

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Once again I find you,
betwixt thoughts
and between breaths. A pull
as inexplicable as the way sunlight
shimmers upon Midwestern wheat,
this Autumn day. With memory
more than ephemeral …

 


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

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©Christine Kelly 2019

Photo by Glenn Carstens-Peters on Unsplash


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Inscrutable

Have you ever lost yourself in velvet dreams?

Those that blanket the small
hours of the night, cocooned
in everything the mind shutters
while awake.
Dreams
inscrutable in the light of day,
message unread,
a fragment of memory
we ache
to retain.


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

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©Christine Kelly 2019

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash


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Silent waves

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Blue seas have their own language.

The undulation of dark through light

whispers and roars,

the world becomes strange

day to night. We search the silence

for words unsaid, feelings unfelt,

everything we’ve ever known …

 


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

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©Christine Kelly 2019 (words and photograph)

 


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Leaves for the leaving

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A sweet October wind touches me

as sunlight trails a lovers

kiss across my skin;

the trees dance their last dance

before winter.

Leaves for the leaving.

A bittersweet farewell in umber,

the fall of red and gold

imbued with the longing

of a parting kiss.

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The way she falls

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She was a discovery waiting to happen.

The moment he saw her he knew

evocative of the unexpected scene you come upon

as you wander an unknown path;

eyes widening just a bit,

smile flirting at the edges of your mouth,

something to enrich your senses

and take your breath

and oh how he wanted to get lost,

lost in the way she falls.

and in the way he catches her.

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