Premier Writing showcases poetry, essays, and short fiction by new and emerging Irish writers. This week’s featured poet is Jessica Coyle from Dundalk.
Poetry
Closed Door
Behind that closed door there is no benevolence
No welcoming embrace,
nor a yearning for what should be.
Cold-hearted disdain sits there
But my spirit is blithe,
and will cast those shadows of the past,
Oh yes, let them be gone!
Now I can nurture only what is left
without boundaries to traverse,
for I approach these only from within.
I will make haste before the night of the dark cloud,
when death shall hover over it.
For when it does, it will take my breath from me.
And now I find myself, not lost,
just escaping, from the hardened aged
and closed heart that resides there.
And I who once succumbed to the taste of its fruit
find it bears no fruition to me now.
Yes, let the shadows of the past be gone,
and let my spirit be free!
The Forest
Your stream is singing
notes of a gushing earthy melody.
I sit under your adorning trees,
taking comfort from your hugging
leafy branches and bask in your sunshine.
Hues of amber, golden and hazel,
a plethora of light ascending.
Living, breathing, unifying
in the moments, essential to creation.
How nature is born, grows and dies
and her ability to be re-born,
continually flaunting her thriving genesis.
The patent vibration of a forest
Of nesting birds and undergrowth and life.
With arms of bough and trodden roots,
here, all nature is complete.
Where crimson petals and poppies dance
carrying their seeds, to reign again and again.
Nature has its own strength,
tolerating every season.
Lúna
In honorary poise
the warrior-child looks on,
with open heart and flame-like spirit,
whose embers forever glow, unmasked.
God beholds, the virtue of this kindred spirit
And within her lies the continuum
Of her many forgotten ancestors.
Endowed a shield, and granted
an armed and veracious force
enamoured and to be called upon,
when her innate freedom is tried and tested.
When those who try to banish
her innermost truthful self,
she will only be commended.
And like this force of infallible
and almighty protection,
she too will serve them in return.
This is her birth-right.
In gratitude, love and peace.
About the author:
Jessica Coyle has been writing since aged 15. She graduated in English Literature before pursuing further studies in the Leinster School of Music and Drama, and then specialising in poetry. She published her first book of poetry, A Collection, in 2020. Jessica lives in Dundalk, Co. Louth.
For details on Jessica’s book, email her at: jessicamariacoyle@gmail.com
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