Cathy Devan

Cathy Devan Aug 2021

She danced to the rumbles of the waves,
Her waist meandered to the roars of the waters,
She whistled to the sounds of sea gulls,
And nodded to the rasps of baby *****,
She set her body loose,
On fire she rode her highs,
Came to a mind shattering rush,
Toe curling end,
As her spirit left her body,
And all reason left her mind.
©CathyDevan

#poem #poetry #romance #*** #goodtimes #dark #sea #ocean #spirit #waves

Cathy Devan Aug 2021

Wish note

And if tomorrow comes,
Remember to light the candles,
Release lanterns to the sky,
Read the poems I wrote,
Display my paintings,
Celebrate the good times,

Because tomorrow I will hide my face,
And fight in the shadows,

©CathyDivarn

I will still be here

#poem #poetry #depressedkids #shadows #dark #goodtimes

Cathy Devan Jul 2021

At a glance

At a glance
I saw a gigantic figure swaying
Stopped to watch it vanish
At glance it became my lost friend

I was taken a back to childhood
In childhood games hide and seek
But now fully grown with influence
Moving melodically with my fiancé

So not of same nature frail in solitude
God our maker with lots of gratitude
Later we were sailing in the boat of grace
Celebrating in the same boat of life fragrance
©CathyDevan

Fell in love with my lost friend

#love #religion #lostfriend #poem #poetry #grace #friendship #fiance #gratitude

Cathy Devan Jul 2021

The Unknown

I ran away but i fell
My darkened soul
Couldn't let me rise
The ocean waves swept
And sank me in the dark
But my darkened soul
Was not in fear
I held onto, waiting for death
But I saw the sun shining
I guess there isnt an end for me
©Pauline

#poem #poetry #darkenedsoul #soul #end #ocean #waves #noend

Cathy Devan Jul 2021

Untitled

She sets the dinner table
Sits down and places a napkin on her laps
Fills her wine glass and
With every sip of gasoline
She sparks a conversation
With the demons awakened
By the ruins of her childhood
©CathyDevan

#demons #poem #poetry #child #childhood #napkin #heartbroken #misery #lonely #alone

Cathy Devan Jul 2021

On paper

She wishes she was a cave,
So she could echo back,
Her poetry,
On paper,
Or maybe leprechaun,
Could summon her writer spirit,
And she would bleed,
On paper,
Like before,
When she felt weightless,
Like paper,
And free like the wind.
©Cathy Devan

#poem #poetry #writersblock #bleed #paper #spirit #wish

Cathy Devan Jul 2021

The end

Alone, nowhere to go
I call it the end
Wait for it

Death.....

#death #alone #poetry #poem #lonely