When night falls yet I cannot sleep, words crowd my brain. The following two poems, one serious and the other silly, are the products of last night’s writing:
“Hover”
I lay still in my bed
yet hover ‘tween the sheets
propelled by the heart
which wakefully beats.
A’whirl my mind spirals
through darkening, deep
space starry with fears,
that burn bright without sleep.
“Poet’s Ale”
Insomnia is poet’s ale-
no ailment once in words!
And worry is a hearty pie
that fuels the pen to verse.
.
Heartache makes a decent draught
to nourish sonnet’s rhymes.
And sorrow’s meal, though bittersweet,
scribes songs of better times.
.
No writer ever sleeps with ease;
prose lends him no blanket.
‘Tis poetry for nights like these
to make the best of it!
Hello and welcome! I don’t love that I my name is also my website because I always thought that being a writer was about muttering to myself in the artistic anonymity of a dark corner, but here we are in this year of our Lord 2023.
So who am I? Instagram wanted me to select “what” I am and gave me a set of limited options: artist, writer, blogger, or musician. The reality, though, is that I am a human person, not an internet personality. I am not a “what” but a “who,” with an eclectic and evolving set of passions. Just when you think you know what to expect from me, I’ll probably surprise you. (Getting used to articles on worship music? SURPRISE: spooky short story! Expecting another theological sonnet? SURPRISE: a random musing on my fascination with Bigfoot.)
I’m going to organize my website so that it is easy to navigate and simple to find the content that you find the most interesting. However, because I am a collaborative pianist, worship director, pastor’s wife, speaker, and writer of all genres, there’s a good chance you’ll stumble upon writing that falls beyond your usual reading material…and that’s okay.
I’m so glad you’re here, and I look forward to sharing my work with you!
Ryanne Molinari 
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