Unsilenced (Orpheus, Rise My Pen!)
a poem, free-verse
Moon, fat-faced, frightening reflection, backside of sun. It glares at me.
I am stuck between panes of this terrible mirror. My insides a white circle, crevices and crags gather the gray. I am wrapped in silver Gape at my duplicity. Marvel at my mystery.
In recusant waves you will bear me. Impetuous. Unapologetic.
Unsilenced.
Orpheus, rise my pen! Too long silent, too long. Let the stars gather my song.
My name is Christina. I am a poet. :::i paint with words:::
Christina Ward is an accomplished poet, aspiring author, and columnist for the Observer News Enterprise newspaper. She earned her Bachelor of Science from Catawba College in Environmental Science which greatly influences her work. She also studied creative writing and English at Catawba. Her poetry has been published in the Cameo print literary magazine, the Arrowhead print literary magazine, Vita Brevis Poetry Magazine, and in Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine.
