Open in app
Home
Notifications
Lists
Stories

Write
Heather Martin (@cadenzacreates)
Heather Martin (@cadenzacreates)

Home
About

Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

·Pinned

Creatures of the Earth After the Flood

Antediluvian Manifestations — There is a life beyond the river of self-limiting belief. A redefinition of existence on our terms — untethered from the mundane expectations set for us by prisoners of an unimaginative trance. Across that twisting river of troublesome toil — on the other side of that insipid ravine lies a…

Life

2 min read

Creatures of the Earth After the Flood
Creatures of the Earth After the Flood

Published in Blue Insights

·Pinned

Of Death and Silence Intermingled

A Cento — This poem is a Cento — a “collage” poem. Each line of a cento comes to form a different poem, showcasing various authors. Cento means “patchwork.” I have included links to each of the original poems for your reading enjoyment. Death arrives among all that sound. (Pablo Neruda) Sound into…

Poetry

2 min read

Of Death and Silence Intermingled
Of Death and Silence Intermingled

Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

·Pinned

A Desert Well

Seek and Find Intertwined — “What makes the desert beautiful,’ said the little prince, ‘is that somewhere it hides a well…” -Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince “Because you are trying to realize your destiny. And you are at the point where you’re about to give it all up.” -Paulo Coehlo, The Alchemist I journeyed…

Poetry

2 min read

A Desert Well
A Desert Well

Published in Time Kap — sule

·Pinned

My Hand Reaches Yours

A Kimo for my young mother — This poem is a Kimo — the “haiku of Israel.” Running through the woods–family dog ahead. Laughing, my hand reaches yours. Mother–you are still young.

Poetry

2 min read

My Hand Reaches Yours
My Hand Reaches Yours

Published in Writers’ Blokke

·Pinned

The Perfect Days of Grief

“Describe your perfect day,” reads the prompt. I hold back the eye roll and, instead, open my heart. John Mayer’s “Stop This Train” rolls into my mind, and I’m transported to a summer 16 years ago. Sprawled on the bottom bunk, I look over, and there’s Keren. Still alive, laughing…

Life Lessons

1 min read

The Perfect Days of Grief
The Perfect Days of Grief

Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

·1 day ago

A Million Lifetimes Come Undone

The illusion of one — Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.) Walt Whitman, Song of Myself (51) I am a million lifetimes come undone — roll them up again and you will find one. A mysterious existence, posturing as solitary truth — but I know…

Poetry

2 min read

A Million Lifetimes Come Undone
A Million Lifetimes Come Undone

Published in Blue Insights

·2 days ago

A Life in Parts

Idols to the instant — I would tell you the story if the memories I could recount — chapter and verse — organized and laid out. But when I scatter the pieces, my fumbling fingers falter and fail to put together a favorable narrative of what happened and where. And to whom and when and…

Poetry

2 min read

A Life in Parts
A Life in Parts

Published in Time Kap — sule

·May 30

A Life of Cinder

Remenants of a once-majestic fire — Smoke rises from the smoldering ash of my uncertain desire — once fledging then bold, yet with time, even infernos grow cold. Without tending — in the rain — through frozen nights and in vain attempts to stoke the ever-diminishing flames. Embers remain — reminders of a once passion now a…

Poetry

2 min read

A Life of Cinder
A Life of Cinder

Published in Soul Craft

·May 21

A Life of Senses

A series of Lanturnes —

Poetry

1 min read

A Life of Senses
A Life of Senses
Photo by Jordan Madrid on Unsplash

A Life of Senses

A series of Lanturnes

--

--


Published in Time Kap — sule

·Apr 25

Where the Time Goes

Reborn only to die — Where the time goes it is hard to see — buried beneath layers of sun-kissed possibility. Trapped within a frozen shroud — perpetually reborn only to die — and repeat over again — that is time. As it comes and as it goes. We watch it, but none of us…

Poetry

1 min read

Where the Time Goes
Where the Time Goes
Heather Martin (@cadenzacreates)

Heather Martin (@cadenzacreates)

Believer in human potential and the power of words. https://linktr.ee/cadenzacreates

Following
  • Janice Tovey

    Janice Tovey

  • Lisa Osborne

    Lisa Osborne

  • Abena Talks

    Abena Talks

  • Jillian Spiridon

    Jillian Spiridon

  • Matthew David

    Matthew David

Help

Status

Writers

Blog

Careers

Privacy

Terms

About

Knowable