To Lay Barren in the Leaves: A Collection of Poetry

By Heather Mcnierney

All written through the eyes of a young woman; this work includes poems about heart-wrenching love, the turmoil of divorce, self-doubt, and family ties.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Nov 27, 2013
• ISBN: 9781491832707

Heather Mcnierney

Heather McNierney has been pouring her thoughts and experiences into poetry from a young age. To Lay Barren in the Leaves is her first publication. She continues to write poetry surrounded by the beautiful scenery of Vermont. Hand in hand with poetry lies her thirst for science. Heather obtained her Bachelor’s degree in Medical Technology. She now works as a Clinical Chemist at Fletcher Allen Health Care.

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Contents

The Woods

Crashing Future

The Fork in the Road

Oh Random Thoughts Swimming in My Wake

The Sun and the Shadows

Open to the New Day

Shadows

For you three

Anew

Frozen and forever moving

I couldn’t say

A Poem to the Earth

Think

Shadow less, Perfect less

The Doorstep to Our Home

Every time

Questions on Love

Distance

As we Age

Nothing is not here.

Yet I find myself wondering why I came at all

Drifting and Spinning

Fettering Wind

Out of the corner of my eye

Baby Birds in a Nest

Untitled Admiration

Wishing upon a storm

A Hand to Hold On To

Glimpses

Solace

Train Rides

The Tiring Wall

Your Gaze

I can see you smiling

I imagine us

You

All We Had Known

The Silent Prayer

Fleetingly Free

Grime

To you three: without our intertwining journeys in life I would have never put pen to paper

I would like to give a great thanks to my family and friends for encouraging me to publish, to my lab co-workers for their enthusiasm and collaborative opinions, to Hing Kur for his amazing photography, time, and creative ideas. Lastly, I want to thank all those at AuthorHouse Publishing Company for making my first time publishing experience a care-free and fun one.

As you stand in front of the ocean, it’s as if you are a mere silhouette, small in the beauty of its vastness.

The Woods

I’ve wandered further into the ravine of fallacies and shuttered words.

It is the secret darkness that lingers within the path that makes me shudder, there are frequent doorways that block the roads I wish to take, and only certain others that open.

I hear the leaves of the trees whisper as the branches sway, the flickering of light from the moon creeping through the crevices, the soft rustling of the squirrel, cracking, and snapping.

There is a chill to the air that is removed only by the rays from the sun.

And on those days in which the sun stays behind the clouds, the silent wind rushes through the wood, leaving the chill to last within the darkness.

Yet, somehow, there is a comfort