Sunday, May 22, 2022

Show Me Your 'Dark Side'


Ahh, poetry:

light and airy; peaceful, serene–

pretty words with dips and swells

to leave you feeing all is well

…even if it isn’t so

who’s the wiser; who’s to know?

I’d rather the sting of raw honesty

that rips out your gut 

and sets your thoughts free.

So send me your sadness

while holding me under,

take out the sweetness, throw it asunder.

Drown me darkness

emotional wreckage,

make me feel carnage;

write of your baggage.

Write of  your passion,

your madness, your anger;

the bowels of depression

the look from a stranger…

write of the blood that flows in your veins

or spills in the streets; write of your pain.

Fill me with words that you’re itching to share

ready when you are, please take me there.

© Ginny Brannan 2022

Saturday, May 21, 2022

Morning Greeting

I awaken predawn...

darkness has not yet ceded to morn

yet the birds sing with wild abandon if nothing else matters

 but this one moment in time.

A lesson, perhaps?

Would that we could greet 

the day as they do—

with a song on our lips,

 and peace in our hearts


© Ginny Brannan 2022

Monday, May 2, 2022

The Speed of Light


How can I mourn the death 

of a star that shone so brightly,

a beacon that lit my days

and called me home at night?

We are all stardust, pieces 

of heaven drifting in space, 

taking our place in eternity;

a gift of light for those 

able to see the glimmer, the hope, 

the spark that burns in each of us.

No, I do not mourn but celebrate

the radiance that lit my night,

still blazing through infinity

traveling at the speed of light


© Ginny Brannan 2022