Brendan Ragan poetry

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  • quiet edges

    It drips without weight,

    a cloud pressed into the corner of a thought.

    Fingers reach and find nothing,

    yet carry it everywhere.

    The world screams in edges,

    but here—only a sigh.

    It is the color of forgetting,

    the shape of what stays.


  • a pair in motion

    One leans forward,

    the other lingers behind.

    A thread pulls tight,

    then loosens without asking.

    Dust gathers where nothing has been,

    and still the ground hums quietly.

    Something is missing,

    but it keeps

  • static flow

    Red hum, green hush—

    metal rivers split and crawl.

    Windows blink in silent code,

    mirrors swallow distance whole.

    Concrete veins throb slowly,

    turning nowhere into next.

    Engines murmur like caged weather,

    waiting to forget the sky.

  • folded

    Soft monuments folded,

    linen cliffs on bathroom plains.

    A silent hush of cotton breathes—

    damp ghosts dissolve in loops.

    Edges fray like quiet arguments,

    colors forget their names.

    Hung between air and absence,

    they wait.

    -Brendan Ragan

  • and blooming

    Small hands unfold,

    petals in rain.

    A breath pressed close,

    then drifting.

    The moon leans in,

    quiet and full.

    Roots deepen,

    out of sight.

  • vanishing

    A thread snaps,

    unseen.

    The sky exhales,

    clouds scatter like unspoken names.

    A chair tilts,

    missing its weight.

    Footsteps fade,

    pressed into nothing.

  • Etchings of a Giant

    Stoneking,

    swathed in storms unending.

    Crimsonwake,

    a wound spiraling across eternity.

    Skyforge,

    hammered by unseen hands.

    Cloudspine,

    arching through the weight of night.

    Galeheart,

    beating within the chaos.

    Their names drift,

    etched in the orbits of silence.

  • the mane of a horse

    Ironstride,

    silent under the weight of dusk.

    Wintercall,

    a breath on frostbitten earth.

    Amberrift,

    splintering the horizon.

    Saltthread,

    woven through tides unseen.

    Briarlock,

    rooted in paths untamed.

    Their names linger,

    whispers carved into the ground.

  • quantum dust

    Dust whispers zigzag, Smoke laughs blue.

    Quantum crumbs in whirlpool stew.

    Dust giggles, spins, Smoke burps neon.

    Chaos waltz in a void salon.

    Dust hiccups blip, Smoke hums glee.

    Nonsense tango, forever free.

  • Autumnal Ascendancy

    Autumnal Ascendancy

    Autumnal Ascendancy

    Spiral ascend,
    Gossamer tread.

    Pumpkin echoes,
    In twilight’s stead.

    Verdant steps,
    Auburn whispers.

    Gourd shadows,
    In autumn’s fissures.

    Steps and squash,
    In dusk’s embrace.

    Harvest paths,
    In time’s trace.