Author: H. Hennenburg

H. Hennenburg: human being, lover of truth and wonder, poet, woodworker, general serial craftsperson, traveller AND homebody, loves her family and friends (including the furry ones) and cherishes the great good fortune of having them.

Amid The Trees

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Amid the Trees

Autumnal winds blew this summer’s day
And my hands worked to take the form of you
Oh creator, how I felt you in my bones
The elements of creation stacked up to the height of me
A frame falling short
But rising
Rising when you whispered my name
The one the trees gave to me
The day you gave me to the trees
Rising as their leaves chattered
Bracing for the fall
Already on this summer’s day
Hands working to create
My body ached
And you stood quiet amid the trees

© H. Hennenburg, 6 June 2021

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Truth to Sea

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Truth to Sea

I am in your depth
Swallowed whole by my need for you
Embarrassed by my longing to breathe
When you have supplied all
Everything that lives, indebted to you
Even the light rejoices to touch you
And we, barrelling toward surrender
Quarrel over our follies, but I,
If there is such a thing,
Give you my last drop of truth

© H. Hennenburg, 7 March 2021

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A Conversation With Khaya Ronkainen

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Khaya Ronkainen: Conversations With Poets (Book cover painting by @ArtChiu)

It isn’t every day someone you respect and admire invites you to participate in an interview about your book on their blog. Last month, I had that honour! Khaya Ronkainen and I had an in-depth conversation about the meaning behind some of the poems in my new book Riders of the Tempest: The Story of We. We also talked about some works by BIPOC poets and songwriters in the wake of the Black Lives Matter Movement as well as writing in the time of COVID-19. The interview is online at Khaya Ronkainen: Life in Verse, Prose & Visuals! Thank you, Khaya, for promoting poetry, thought, connection and human kindness. If you don’t already follow Khaya’s blog, do treat yourself!

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Miracles

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Miracles

Miracles touch down with
Lightening bolt ferocity
And hover languid
Unseen
They masquerade as the mundane
They ride waves of light
And waves of destruction
They are pronouncements of life
The language of consciousness
Pushing its inscrutable agenda
Despite our weary protests
And bleary eyes
Our delicate, deafening cries
And our rapt supplications for more

© H. Hennenburg, 21 February 2020

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Last One Standing

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Last One Standing

I see you
Living some hard truths
But living
Knowing that light creeps in
When injustice is done
Drawn to the will of the one
Who goes on loving
Because light attracts light
And love is uninjurable

I see you
Drowsy with pain and indignity
Bearing the weight…again
Leaving the door open
For the light to creep in
Because it is beyond your assailants’ reach
No matter how deep they are willing to slide
They don’t know what you can abide
And what you won’t

I see you
The truth in you alights the truth in me
Unites the will of love to be
The last one standing

© H. Hennenburg, 10 August 2019

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