Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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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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As he plays

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His fingers slip over the keys,

alternating soft and hard,

echoing his thoughts …

 


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

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©Christine Kelly 2019

Photo by Darius Soodmand on Unsplash


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Good dates, bad dates

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Good Dates, Bad Dates

       Plotting where they land in a zone of dating possibilities

What constitutes a bad date? Is it when you feel the need to head to the ladies’ room and slip out the back door, unbeknownst to your date? Is it when you text a friend to call you and pretend to have an emergency so you can end the date immediately? (and for the record, I’ve never done either of those things) Or could it simply be a painfully awkward hour spent across from a stranger …

 


Published on Medium: P.S. I Love You

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©Christine Kelly 2019

Photograph taken from Pinterest, unsourced.


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I’m good, really.

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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