Tymeri Hinkley: Poems

Tymeri Hinkley Aug 6

Oh, how sweetly meadowlarks trill,
Come the eve, soft and still,
Bathed in golden, dying light,
Making way for starry night.

A poem about the loveliness of the evening.

#evening #birdsong #naturepoetry #tranquility #goldenhour #shortpoem

Midnight Walking

Tymeri Hinkley Aug 12

Midnight Walking

The moon calls to me tonight—
I cannot resist her charms.
I slip beyond the confines of my room
To let the evening soak into my soul.

A full moon spills her silver light,
Darkness braided with her glow.
Rocky earth crunches beneath my feet,
Each step alive with sound and scent.

The high desert hums its song:
Stars glimmer, coyotes cry.
A noisy stillness fills the air,
As daylight’s brightness fills the sky.

My heaven is green grass,
And scent of sagebrush and hay.
I belong in this moonlit nirvana,
Where constellations burn like fire.

#midnight #moonlight #fullmoon #sagebrush #highdesert #nature #starlight

On The Fence

Tymeri Hinkley Aug 20

On The Fence

I sat on the fence

And watched two sides

Hurl stones–

Back, and forth.

I watched from that fence

And found, swiftly, that

Both sides felt valid

And quite strongly

But unfortunately,

Could not hear each other

Over the sound

Of whooshing stones.

perception, shortpoem, conflict, division, society

Self Care

Tymeri Hinkley Aug 12

Self Care

Sometimes I linger in the tub
Long past reason,
‘Til water cools, dulling senses.

I stay as it drains completely-
Feeling weightless.

I wonder:
If I stay long enough,
Will I wash away too?

#angst #selfcare #water #reflection #bathtub #solitude

Unrehearsed

Tymeri Hinkley 7d

Unrehearsed

Life feels like:
a grand and tragical
theatrical performance,
in which,
I'm the leading lady.
Despite the fact,
I did not audition,
and I know not the lines.

Life feels unrehearsed

#life #emotions #society #short #poem

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