ryn - Hello Poetry

ryn Sep 2022

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Nights don’t change…

Perhaps just the stories
they weave in infinites
from the fires of stars
and embers of hearts…

Or perhaps it’s the way
they were captured
and deciphered;
Reworded and retuned
to the song and dalliance
of the hand-wielded ink.

#dalliance #hellopoetry107

ryn Sep 2022

Ingots

Molten stories smelted
and poured like ashened gold.

We turn to paper
as coffers for lesser ingots - old.

In hopes to lessen;
nay, diminish thy gaping hole.

In hopes to relinquish
and set free caged memories stole.

#hellopoetry107 #ingots

ryn Jul 2022

Naïveté

We hadn’t realised…

That we spoke of love
that was enshrouded
by child-like naïveté.

We had then,
fire in our hearts,
sparks in our eyes
and clouds in our heads

but

marbles in our mouths.

#hellopoetry107 #navet

ryn Jul 2022

Unbeknownst

Bent to a slouch,
unbeknownst…

That we walk
never unladen.

And perhaps only later,
burdened
by the wreaths
around our necks.

#hellopoetry107 #unbeknownst

ryn Jul 2022

cascades

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still and quiet nights
words come in stifling cascades
borne of sky and stars

.

#hellopoetry107 #cascades #haiku

ryn Jul 2022

Coalesce

Burning stars,
set ablaze
according to teary eyes.

Discordant echoes,
spoken voiceless
by the void between them -
almost incoherent.

They must coalesce…

For there are whispers
of peace in unity,
and oneness…

There is promise
of balance in cohesion.
And subsequent tomorrows.

These notions,
scattered morsels,

they must coalesce…

We…

must coalesce.

.

#hellopoetry107 #coalesce

ryn Jun 2022

Loop

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          These thoughts
are a haphazard
                 tessellation
of moments,
         sounds
           and scents -

  caught in a
      persistent loop…

         Such it is,
   that they herald
       no known beginning,
and yield
     no foreseeable end.

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#hellopoetry107 #loop