Molten Poetry

The Brothers Ne’er-do-Well

There’s a story,
from o’er yonder hills…
just go past the mountains,
and into the verdant vales. Continue reading “The Brothers Ne’er-do-Well” →

Hey, look what I made! I’ve made huge progress as a musician, but this is the first thing I’ve done that feels like I’m headed toward doing it professionally. I’m very excited about the prospects and selling some stickers, too.

©️ CG Tenpenny, 2023.

The Anguish Cup

Hemp rope, bind
the chafing-tether,
tight to the stem,
and other-ended,
snugly wrist-wound,
make the scar tissue
crack and bleed,
regardless of whether
each move was gentle
or as light as a feather. Continue reading “The Anguish Cup” →

Spellbound

I am spellbound by you, Héloïse.
The warmth of your gentle hand
lingers on my cheek. Continue reading “Spellbound” →

Step by Step (Original Music)

If I’m aware a camera is recording, suddenly I can’t play my music anymore. It’s frustrating, but I think I’m getting through it. The only way to beat that fear/anxiety is to keep fighting it. This came out pretty well, so I hope you enjoy!

©️CG Tenpenny

The Lingering Dust

Delicate blessings,
borne by gentle winds,
spiral, twist, and alight
‘midst rustling oak tresses,

as Autumn’s kiss sinks in. Continue reading “The Lingering Dust” →

Bedtime for the Babe

The ever-bratty babe,
young kid-sister, Summer,
howled and stamped her feet,
furiously and red-cheeked,
at the scalding indignity
of Autumn’s timely arrival,
finally and carried lightly
by such a soothing breeze. Continue reading “Bedtime for the Babe” →