Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015 Blood Moon Crickets harmonize a rhapsody in August, sweet background singers Pregnant clouds hover in crisis of confidence, summer rain debate. Warm wind blows gently, dissolving clouds to fine mist; light shines through its haze Earth casts dark shadows, aligning with sun and moon in black velvet skies. Raging withContinue reading “Blood Moon”
Between Black and White
Between Black and White Between black and white, there lies a lot of gray. Colors mingle, fading away in a torrent of tears. I was stuck in the past, longing for yesterday… Caught up in a tangled web of pain and fears. Colors mingle, fading away in a torrent of tears, Heart crushed beneathContinue reading “Between Black and White”
Out of My Mind
Out of My Mind (A Quatern) I can’t get you out of my mind, All those memories left behind. You don’t call me or speak my name… Leave me drowning in guilt and shame. Lost at sea, coastline undefined, I can’t get you out of my mind. Lonely echoes in drop of pin… Sad silenceContinue reading “Out of My Mind”
Tattoo Me
Tattoo Me In the realm of the mad god where desperation seems real, I am a man of a thousand faces hiding beneath ink and steel. Self-praise is no recommendation, for I am a deviant to behold. You cannot see beneath my skin where the real drama unfolds. Years of torture and abuse hidden away,Continue reading “Tattoo Me”
To Mingle With Shooting Stars
To Mingle With Shooting Stars These tired bones ache and the futile tears fall undetected, unrelenting, like soft rain on a summer day. The wind stills in deference to a radiant light rising up, drawing closer, closer as I crawl to the precipice. I am about to take my last voyage, a great leap inContinue reading “To Mingle With Shooting Stars”
Those Were The Days
Those Were The Days The moon glides slow in sky of gauze as dense fog shrouds golden sunlight sinking down beneath the mountain deep into the indigo night. Hush now, summer is fading fast say goodbye to the firefly’s glow the lily will not long endure in pure white fields of early snow. We moveContinue reading “Those Were The Days”
Dance of Life
Dance of Life Perched by the open window tiny dancer bathed in glow beneath a veil of green eyes gilded lily in disguise. Faded scars cannot erase sad memories from a place where sticks and stones broke her bones sharp lessons learned long ago. Dodging minefields, cat and mouse secrets hidden in old house oneContinue reading “Dance of Life”
Falling
Falling The sun has gone missing held hostage by defiant clouds heavy skies aching, stripped of light while the dark matter pulls us down… We are blind to our own blindness thinking inside narrow boxes afraid to color outside the lines hiding within our own shadows… Falling for fools, falling in love we fall outContinue reading “Falling”
Summer’s End
The poem “Summer’s End” conveys a poignant reflection on dreams and the passage of time. The speaker envisions a serene destination where hope overcomes sorrow, symbolized by the fading summer sun and soaring eagles. Emphasizing freedom and tranquility, it encourages letting go of sadness to embrace a brighter future.
The Nestlings
Photo by Colleen Breuning © 2015 The Nestlings (A Quatern) When Monday mornings come around, The air is filled with precious sounds. Pitter patter of tiny feet Upon the deck, tasting sweet treats. The scent of lilacs spins me round When Monday mornings come around. Endless summer in cloudless skies, See the sparkle in clearContinue reading “The Nestlings”
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