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January 21, 2013

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I cannot stand, nor walk or fly
Only collide in my barren yard
In stunned moments of clarity
Soil still clutched in my hands

Taste this despair and wormwood
Still bitter on my tongue; I bruise my flesh
On bark, dead roots and cold abuse
My face still stings with toothless song

Puzzled by where I am, how I got here
Lost in the looming darkness, I am still;
Fragile as a pressed oak leaf
Pain the only constant

My mind maroons itself in some
Dismal place between earth and sky;
All around a river of noise is flowing
Indifferent to my pain, my suffering

Strange, how I fall into my body
It’s my tears that bring me back,
Spilling out like drops of blood
On radiant ground

My hope, once soft as summer sand,
Lifts one wing to embrace the frigid air;
When hunger finally has its sway and
Trembles like a woman nearing ecstasy

I rise; my bones sing like mist over the creek
Pain is blurred by time and healing
The outlines on my body softer now—
Truth, at last, ascends towards light
© Selena Howard, 2013

January 15, 2013

Simply beautiful piece


a children’s poem by Thomas Davis written for Sonja and Mary when they were young

There was a song that I once heard
When I was very, very young.
I heard the songs of bright night stars
Cold singing in a silent tongue.

There’s no one else within the world
Who heard their silver lullabye,
But now I’m telling you, my loves:
Go out and listen to the sky!

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All I Am

January 12, 2013

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All I Am

I hear his wings’ whisper; feel his eyes on me,
Know he is the body of my hunger
In all its rawness – I am his

Eat my father’s absence, where
Tears still echo in my bone vault

Eat my triumphs, all the pain,
Gained and lost between

Eat my small words flung against cliff
And stone, when grief takes flight

Eat my gossamer wings, where thunder
Roars and lighting moves my heart

Eat my spine’s ecstatic shudders
And wind my mind to thought

Eat my ponderings, my songs— then;
When all that’s left are dreams and dust

Eat my leaves, still wet beneath my feet
Here is all I am – There is nothing more

I hear his wings’ whisper; feel his eyes on me,
Know he is the body of my hunger
In all its rawness – I am his
©Selena Howard,2013

The Breath of Love

January 5, 2013

The Breath of Love

Love still exists and though
We are stung by life’s riddles ──
The rain, and by mourning;

The breath of love turns
Everything soft; we are
Lulled by the sound

Brushing through trees ──
The smell of roses pools
Like ponds over water.

Curling rushes form breathless curves;
Stars pour from the Milky Way
So dense, so bright, as if time were on fire

The universe looks back on itself
Through billowing rings of brightness
Our hearts leap to witness such beauty

We are alive with softening light.
Beyond our honeyed dreams
A thousand tongues are loosened.

As with the coupling of a leaf to twig
Love can find a heart where
Even the frost grows deepest.

©Selena Howard,2012


January 5, 2013


Delicate emotions.
Forgiveness grants hope,
Inspires joyfulness;
Kindness lingering—
Memory nurtures one.
Patience quickens reverence;
Speaking tenderly uplifts vision,
Welcomes xenium— youthful zeal.

Youthful zeal; xenium welcomes,
Vision uplifts— tenderly speaking.
Reverence quickens patience;
One nurtures memory,
Lingering kindness.
Joyfulness inspires,
Hope grants forgiveness.
Emotions delicate—

© Selena Howard ,2013

My newest constraint poem is called an alphabet poem because it follows the alphabet by using every letter in the alphabet and the order in which they appear.I took this a step further than most I’ve seen and added the difficulty of reversing it

Atty Awards Contest

December 17, 2012

I was informed earlier in the week that I have made it into the short list along with nine other poets on wattpads atty award contest.I am humbled and honored to see so many entries,to see so many styles of poetry some of which I have yet to try,to see the increased interest in poetry overall is one of the greatest things. The real winner when all is said and done is Poetry for it sparked a huge interest in both budding poets and in those reading poetry for the first time.For anyone that cares to have a peek at my entries feel free to follow the link below.

Dagda Publishing New Anthology Release

December 17, 2012

I am thrilled to be included in this publication,there are outstanding poets to be found throughout this entire book.Special thanks go out to Reg Davey for his vision and passion for the written word.
Available in ebook from Amazon (UK & US) and in paperback (Lulu)
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about what we’re doing, and to read the best contemporary poetry by
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