The Femmingbird

Poetry by a woman who feels too much.

The Phantom Limb

The Phantom Limb

I’ve loved you a thousand times, still do. I’ve learnt to float in the murky waters of waiting for an answer from your frosted lips. I…

Koni WaldenApr 1

A Shiny Fin… Lonely on the Shore

A Shiny Fin… Lonely on the Shore

“The bliss of star-dust clouds the air, as the pain of longing whirls by. The sun shines from your shadow as I rush out to greet tumult.

Koni WaldenMar 31

Poetry — A Taper for Tombs

Poetry — A Taper for Tombs

“Poetry is the voice of turmoil and grief, a taper for tombs… alive in misery and chaos.

Koni WaldenMar 27

Koni WaldenMar 191 min read

A Heap of Crackling Dry Disposable Leaves

“Together we will burn up the stars darling,
breathe in the chalk-dust of grey skies…

Koni WaldenMar 171 min read

The Devil in You and Me

“The devil lies in the details,

Koni WaldenMar 111 min read

Painters and Poets

“Painters are magic,
so are wordsmiths and musicians,
and all manner of
artists and craftsmen.

Koni WaldenMar 91 min read

I Let the Light Swallow Me Whole

“I let the light swallow me whole.

Koni WaldenMar 91 min read

Hold me Like a Porcelain Doll

“Hold me like
a porcelain doll,
firm and well enough -
but not too long.

Koni WaldenMar 81 min read

The Black Rose

“At first their flowers wouldn’t grow black,
bunches of pink and soft-cream roses lined their silent street
which made it hard to…

Koni WaldenMar 72 min read

The Blue Bicycle

“How can you not remember
the last blade of spring quiver green
as you flew down-hill
scattering scores of hand-fed,
fluffy, grey…

Koni WaldenMar 51 min read

Pieces of Me

“Being with you
has made me see
the sides I previously
held unlovable
are just
pieces of me
laden with honesty —
the bleeding veins…

Koni WaldenMar 5

Him

Koni WaldenMar 2

When My Sanity Leaves the Building I Doodle the Demons Away (1)

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