my thunder

sharing one stanza of “my thunder”, a brief lyric poem:

thunder

scares me

wraps my brittle bones

black kettledrum

crashes

splinters my smoking door

© 23 July 2017

Cindy B. Stevens

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collateral damage

This poem, “collateral damage”, took me almost four years to complete.  It started in 2013, then I had to leave it alone for three years, before taking it back in 2016.  Here are three stanzas:

some secrets damage

community

family

relationship

me

I’m no priest

I didn’t want to hear Rodney’s trembled voice confess his sordid secret

seek absolution

he dumped it on me

I went home

showered

the secret wouldn’t drain

to the septic system

© Cindy B. Stevens

23 July 2017

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if I tell you

only the middle stanza of a recently written poem, “if I tell you”, which was inspired and completed in two weeks, 1 day; somewhat unusual for me as a poet:

if I tell you that my dreams

my off somewhere, that my

nightmares have become real, then

my shadows have sanctioned their shadows

to slaughter my sleep

© 2 August 2019

Cindy B. Stevens

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a metal me

a few lines from “a metal me”:

I rip me open

I’m exposed, except for Elijah’s mantle that spills over me

like a surgical drape

should I wait?

should I leave?

should I pray?

© 2 August 2019

Cindy B. Stevens

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indigo beach

I’m sharing three lines from “indigo beach”, a concise poem:

my sand-washed mind

moon dominated

it lures my twilight

© 20 July 2018

Cindy B. Stevens

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