Into Clouds of Lions and Tigers AsI laythere alonein the dark nightwaiting for reposemy restless mind wandersI’d be lying to myselfif I said I didn’t miss youthe sound of your voice, your amber eyesthoughts and memories tumble through my headthen I’m flying high, light as heliumsoaring across cornflower blue skiessearching for your gentle spiritI’m freefallingContinue reading “Into Clouds of Lions and Tigers”
Author Archives: Colleen Keller Breuning
I am a writer of poetry & prose, photographer, web designer and editor of Blue Turtle Crossing e-zine. I am happily married and have 2 grown children and 2 delightful cats. I love music, running, sunsets, nature, travel, red wine and reading a good book. I just published my first book of poetry "Shadows of My Father" available now on Amazon!
Dreams of the Rainbow Bridge
Dreams of the Rainbow Bridge Somewhere far over the rainbow,beyond the mountains and seas,there is a place of peace and beautywhere the cats and dogs run free. My dreams have been invaded,colored by memories so sweet.I saw you running in the distance;my heart skipped several beats. I tried to shout, mouth frozen,no sound escaping myContinue reading “Dreams of the Rainbow Bridge”
Shiny Unhappy People
Shiny Unhappy People People shine bright, all colors of the rainbow… Some are golden, born to sweet delight, Ivory and ebony, lightness and dark, Some are indigo, born to endless night. When it comes to one’s true feelings, Floccinaucinihilipilification is verboten. Keep your mouth closed when in doubt, Keep your opinions awayContinue reading “Shiny Unhappy People”
Mourning Has Broken
Mourning Has Broken She clasps secret old love lettersin her weathered, frail handsraises them to face, inhaling deepthe faint scent of old spice and must. She wades amidst turbulent watersthe sound of waves crashingthe music of the years gone bytumbling through her mind. Time and fate take their toll,and the mourning has broken.Too many memoriesContinue reading “Mourning Has Broken”
Green Into Gold
Green into Gold When summer hints its time has pastSky exudes an ambient castDiaphanous moments unfoldI will follow, green into gold. When graceful willows twist and bendUndulating until day’s endWords unspoken, secrets untoldI will follow, green into gold. When oak leaves tumble to their deathAutumn exhales its frosty breathSometimes I wish for touch of coldIContinue reading “Green Into Gold”
Masks and Lies
Masks and Lies Blaze the spark of early fires Velvet whispers, deep desires Muted rapture in the dying light You are shadows, I am the night. Don’t listen to the weathermen They talk about the rain again Tap your homicidal feelings Paint the sky upon the ceiling. But you fall to dust and crumble InContinue reading “Masks and Lies”
Stars In The Southern Sky
Stars In The Southern Sky (A Quatern) There are stars in the southern sky Smiling as the full moon floats by. Hear my voice on the summer breeze, Sweet songs drifting across the seas. The world keeps spinning, do or die. There are stars in the southern sky. The candle flickers, growing old. StarknessContinue reading “Stars In The Southern Sky”
Sing To Me of Heroes
Sing To Me of Heroes The sun shines brightly through the blinds,and there isn’t a cloud in the sky.Cold news splashed in black and whiteand all I can do is cry. The crescent moon is dim tonightand the stars look different today.The world is spinning far too fast,and I cannot find my way. So singContinue reading “Sing To Me of Heroes”
Waiting For Spring (A Villanelle)
Waiting For Spring (A Villanelle) Sweet sentient beings of the sky Rustling about in the hedgerow, Waiting for spring… to dream, to fly. A cool wind whispers as clouds roll by, Telling tales they already know, Sweet sentient beings of the sky. Heed the call of the lonely magpie Through the valley, softContinue reading “Waiting For Spring (A Villanelle)”
The Raisonneur
The Raisonneur Ah, distinctly I remember It was in the bleak December. The cold north winds would not abate, The raisonneur of my life’s fate. Dark night gave way to morning light, A winter wonderland of white Perched lightly on my iron gate, TheContinue reading “The Raisonneur”
Colleen Keller Breuning 