ryn - Hello Poetry

ryn Apr 2021

Songbird

If indeed
my heart knows
every word
to this song,

why then
does my voice
argue that it
should never
be sung?

#hellopoetry107 #songbird

ryn Apr 2021

Moonman

.
he lays
perfectly still,
with his back,
one with the ground.

his hand,
tracking the cadence
in his chest,

as he
milks poetry
out of the moon.

.

#hellopoetry107 #moonman

ryn Apr 2021

Resurface

If spoken words meant the same

and if they still sing the memories of

full breaths and shared palms,

the steady elapsed ticks of the long-sunken

hand will resurface once more to chronicle

the suns of days and stars of nights.

#hellopoetry107 #resurface

ryn Apr 2021

Elegy

.
take me into
the darkest recesses
of my existence

and

stoke the cold flames
of this night’s elegy -
that burns
flickerless and black.

.

#hellopoetry107 #elegy

ryn Apr 2021

Running Errands

They say
that love
is a fool’s errand...

I guess
I just enjoy
running errands.

#hellopoetry107 #runningerrands

ryn Apr 2021

Incendiary

.
What happened to us?

How did warm incandescence
turn callously incendiary?

Did we ignite too quickly,
burn too fiercely,
only to die out prematurely?

If so...

Where did the ash from our bodies go,
if not carried away by the winds of time?

#hellopoetry107 #incendiary

ryn Apr 2021

Enamour

.
So enamoured
by the moon
was he...

That he had
disowned the sun

and
forgotten the stars.

.

#hellopoetry107 #enamour