Wide open spaces beckon Come breath Come sing The harsh cold wind blows in the distance A reminder The familiar A faint voice Weakened by my awakening…… Read more “HOPE”
Category: Poetry
UNCHAINED TONGUES is the poetry of Crisie Hutchings. Poetry with a purpose. That purpose is to give voice to stories that have long been silent. To give dignity to suffering and pain, declare hope in captivity and celebrating the resilient soul!
To honor the sacred. To validate the truth. To release the cry of the wounded heart and find healing in brokenness.
Within these pages is the silencing of shame. These stories have been crying out for decades, but shame and fear silenced them. To honor those who lived them, they can no longer be silent. Maybe they will inspire you to tell your story too.
CASTAWAY
Behind the eyes of a castaway Lies the heart of a seafaring maid Born for the great wide open Shipwrecked in fear and shame Her heart dreams…… Read more “CASTAWAY”
THE LONELY
Turbulent Ocean Tossed about sea The sound of the heart Inside of me Seething and sighing Through night and Through tears The sigh is deafening The lonely…… Read more “THE LONELY”
FOURTH WATCH
There’s an ache that keeps me up at night That wakes me In the deep of the fourth watch The silence is deafening Empty Quiet But I’m…… Read more “FOURTH WATCH”
BEAUTIFUL MAN
He was a beautiful man Harsh Cruel at times Separate He doled it out We lived it Absent But so beautiful I adored him Loved him Hated…… Read more “BEAUTIFUL MAN”
ANGER
The darkness of anger It’s what I feared Feared that if it spoke Would rage Would resent Would never stop Photo by Lucy Chian on Unsplash The…… Read more “ANGER”
UNCHAINED TONGUES
Unchained Tongues, is poetry with a purpose. There are stories of the bruised that cry out to be known. Voices that have long been silent. Lives untold,…… Read more “UNCHAINED TONGUES”
NEW YEAR/ POETIC ENDEAVORS
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! I want to start off by saying thank you for following my blog! I am humbled by the fact that I could have anything…… Read more “NEW YEAR/ POETIC ENDEAVORS”
WALLS
If those walls could talk They wouldn’t sing but weep Of days gone by Of a secret kept A girl who mourns While a mother slept Wept…… Read more “WALLS”
MY LOVE (A Captive’s Song)
In the night watch My love is scaling the wall To come and find me To come and hold me close In the Darkness His love is…… Read more “MY LOVE (A Captive’s Song)”
HANDS (A Tribute to My Mother)
Day by day She served and mourned Such pretty hands Such sorrowful form Eyes deep with hope lost Such hope lost for herself But saved for her…… Read more “HANDS (A Tribute to My Mother)”
