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”
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”
Peace in the Light
The sun warms our cheeks
and the trees bend to the breeze.
Old sun warms our cheeks
…peace in the light. Continue reading “Peace in the Light”
Broken Black Light
Her whispered love
is like dynamite. Continue reading “Broken Black Light”
The Good Captain
He hammered rivets
into the hull
of the ol’
Edmund Fitzgerald. Continue reading “The Good Captain”
Pits and Canyons
Begin your life,
bundles and sheafs,
thumbtacks and tape,
carefully leave
each picture, placed,
level, straight, spaced,
accordingly. Continue reading “Pits and Canyons”
Woodsmoke
In her eyes,
green hills roll,
woodsmoke-tinge
grays the edge,
reminding
lonesome hearts
of wood stoves,
wool blankets,
and stillness. Continue reading “Woodsmoke”
Like Stone
I feel so heavy,
like stone or lead. Continue reading “Like Stone”
Whole and New
Push back the brambles,
and onward I ramble
to a place where I might
grow, whole and new. Continue reading “Whole and New”