J. C. Kuehn Miller

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Category Archives: Poetry


The fireflies ascend in streaks against the purple dusk sky, (Let us be attentive) gracefully dancing like ballerinas shooting heavenward like resurrected falling stars. Their erect posture centers the collective … Continue reading

June 11, 2015 · Leave a comment

From Fall to Spring

In the form of fall, Our green lives take on color; In the likeness of dawn, The fiery fingers warm our eyes. After all the words have been said And … Continue reading

May 4, 2015 · Leave a comment

Wine and “Love”

Never have I looked Looked into eyes like yours. Your smile reminds me Of that joy In finding a sand dollar On the shore Revealed in the receding waves. I … Continue reading

January 24, 2015 · 1 Comment

I Must Awake

The meaning of forever is lost somewhere between sleep and waking. Forever feels further than the echoes of Eden resounding in our forlorn hearts. The perfect face faded in the … Continue reading

November 18, 2014 · Leave a comment

It wasn’t a face…

It wasn’t a face you would see in a movie with perfect skin and well trimmed lines. It wasn’t painted or sculpted. It had character, personality. You could see joy, … Continue reading

August 31, 2014 · Leave a comment

Un Autre Genre de Silence

I started this poem at one ‘til twelve undoubtedly it’s minuit maintenant… Tu dors dans ta chambre Et je rêve ici under the belfry. Forget the lost time we have; we could start … Continue reading

August 21, 2014 · Leave a comment

Cataracts & Catechisms

Forgetting all that we use to be following shadows down these foreign corridors watching the ghosts as they walk by, whispering a hollow tune caught by spider’s webs and the … Continue reading

June 2, 2014 · Leave a comment