ryn - Hello Poetry

ryn May 2021

Distance

My heels had felt
harsh gravity
of the steep downhill...

My toes suffered,
the vicious bite
of the incline.

My soles had tasted
the everlasting bland
offered by the flat of the earth.

I know the distance.

Alas I run unequipped,
with a horse’s breath.

#hellopoetry107 #distance

ryn May 2021

Chalk

Even when all
the ruby shards
and splinters
had vaporised,

I’d pretend
to gather
invisible
broken pieces

outlined in chalk.

#hellopoetry107 #chalk

ryn Apr 2021

Travelator

If you stood still,
and depend
only on the earth’s rotation,
the change you sorely seek
will come - but not too soon.

If you could wait no longer,
elect to move along
with the ground,
you’d soon enough find
as your ceiling
- new skies.

#hellopoetry107 #travelator

ryn Apr 2021

Salve (10w)

.
sore is the wound
that rejects
the salve of time
.

#hellopoetry107 #salve

ryn Apr 2021

Notions

Will he
awaken
from a
wide-eyed
slumber?

Will he
be the
bearer
of bated
breaths?

Will he
succumb
to the calls of the
nether after?

When he
indulges in
romanticised notions
of untimely
deaths.

#hellopoetry107 #notions

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