spirits gods religion – Catty Koala

sing me my child

By Denise Carruthers / 15th February, 2019

I will sing my child a song of flowers. I will weave her a lei to wear in dreams. I will lay her down in a garden bed. open her…

Less hope

By Denise Carruthers / 22nd January, 2019

I swear, belief is a horse, Switching tails. A nightmare of hoodwinks for my spirits. Chaff bags of promises filled with faith, full of leaping first & the looking, after.…

Drink to me

By Denise Carruthers / 22nd November, 2018

My soul thirsts for supped up sins while sipping sweet hereafter. When I topple let the tipple be, all heavenly. Deliver me drunk, delirious and dancing. Beatify the beverage. Its…

Nefelibata

By Denise Carruthers / 9th June, 2018

Let me tell you the tale of Nefelibata How long ago she was still & bound to earth Her roots ground and thoughts in marsh grasses Her shadows long as…

THE SONG

By Denise Carruthers / 4th June, 2018

and then she sang, a pale watery sound to be sure but the mountain heard & echoed it along the valley. The wind picked her song for the stones in…

Gathering mourn

By Denise Carruthers / 17th May, 2018

Early eerie fog Gathering pace tic tic Still life painted far from sleep Dark without How quiet sounds interminable Metronome of murmured silence tic tic Grief is her companion, Ghosts…

The lottery

By Denise Carruthers / 10th May, 2018

I’m walking the road – And a hint of something halted me, a step away from a great uncovered hole….then, whoosh green whirling smoke, six foot of ebony draped in…

broken highway

By Denise Carruthers / 3rd May, 2018

Still & breathless against the tree. By the shiver of the leaves she knew. Dark had followed. Her sighs send silent prayer. For yellow bird who sang the sun. Who…

Then there was light

By Denise Carruthers / 29th April, 2018

29 #NaPoWriMo Sin of serpent’s spit & spent Fermented apple came insider her Ensuing laugh that fractured night Broken waters take her breath Then, a light burble Compensation for the…

that’s a turn up for the books

By Denise Carruthers / 27th April, 2018

27 #NaPoWriMo The nine of swords say fears & nightmares crossed with the nine of cups and I’ve paid my dues But I won’t turn up anymore Let me be…

NonSense

By Denise Carruthers / 26th April, 2018

26 #NaPoWriMo NonSense Somebody or nobody everywhere & nowhere only memory to guide this darkness He Noticed sound or rather lack of it In silence was an echo Seeing blackness…

Fickle

By Denise Carruthers / 24th April, 2018

fate’s hand her fingers tangling my line unkind of her to play with me to keep me dangling taunting me with dreams then snatching them without a chance and why…

Narcissus Dreaming

By Denise Carruthers / 21st April, 2018

21 #naPoWriMo At wit’s end Deep falls desperate Over the edge To the well of Narcissus She sees a flower Its face like her own Yet ripples form wrinkles &…

The journey

By Denise Carruthers / 19th April, 2018

19 #NaPoWriMo Thru an arch of twining roses To a place Stone gargoyles guard The path oft trod Lulls my senses Till darkness shapes & forms a stranger Calls the…

Rowboat dreams

By Denise Carruthers / 15th April, 2018

14 #NaPoWriMo The Rowboat A brain in dreams Life passengers Taken for a ride Personalities change seats But who controls the oars Much argument Manipulation Some irresponsible Wild want waterfalls…

Once upon a time

By Denise Carruthers / 14th April, 2018

once upon a time a blossoming girl fell to sleep and in the wake of a woman an old lady dreams of a journey, her childhood forgotten, a faded song…

Who doctors the future

By Denise Carruthers / 11th April, 2018

11 #NapPoWriMo Who doctors the future Some seek purpose Others make their own But for all we take We leave Footprints Selfie signatures Etching a tale Of whom & whose…

A Half-light hemisphere

By Denise Carruthers / 4th April, 2018

Her earthly life, A half light, the hemisphere between yesterday and heaven. She’s living, but only in her dreams to slumbering & so to heal. This readying of her soul.…

An eerie mourning

By Denise Carruthers / 2nd April, 2018

Dark a.m. My ears are shells & the fridge sounds Far off, a sea Waves to the unsure of my mind The emptiness of nothing My island dreams tumbling home…

Unknowingly

By Denise Carruthers / 9th March, 2018

In the never never, an unknowing A brilliant light too bright to see Look ye yet in one breath of air the living Denial is a blind eyed death and…

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