Tag Archives: Cindy Cherry

CINDY CHERRY: Collapse

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Without believing, I let out
Prayers like popcorn
Begging for angels to be real.

After the darkness and the quiet,
small stones of ceiling plaster
continue to fall
Teeth from heaven.

I am covered.
the roof and floor
groan for me.
my prayers are softer now,
each one a surprise.

Cindy Cherry grew up in Northern Mexico and the Southwest. She writes poems and stories in her head, while walking a labyrinth with her two dogs. She also loves her job working with blind infants; teaching them new ways to “see”.

CINDY CHERRY: Kayaking

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We paddle backwards
cattails / fluff blowing
asking every question /
a test.
There is dark knowing in these questions /
swallows us whole.
Silver fish know and leap.
frogs hear distant darkness / stop mid-croak
dragonfly lands on my knee /
requiring nothing…
of me.
we are broken backward /
answering is
our second chance.

Cindy Cherry grew up in Northern Mexico and the Southwest. She writes poems and stories in her head, while walking a labyrinth with her two dogs. She also loves her job working with blind infants; teaching them new ways to “see.”