Archive for ‘Christine.R.’

August 10, 2017

Moment of Transformation

by braveandrecklessblog

You ask me when I knew

that ink flowed through my veins like blood

the moment I understood that truth

simmered in the cauldron of my belly

conscious

alive

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August 3, 2017

Poetry

by braveandrecklessblog

A response poem to Davy D’s question What Is Poetry? on the Go Dog Go Cafe


it is a stir

an ache

rising from my core

growing in urgency

pushing to my surface

gasping hungrily for air

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August 2, 2017

Ordinary Magic

by braveandrecklessblog

Moonlight and shadow

Play against my walls

Trace my curves

Reveal my secrets

In this backside of the night

Owls swoop by my open window

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August 1, 2017

Vulnerability

by braveandrecklessblog

a size-too- small

turtleneck

clinging to my skin

compressing my chest

leaving my contours

in stark relief

exposed

I become

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August 1, 2017

Tears

by braveandrecklessblog

Saline expressions

of ancient grief

crystalline drops

quiver

rest briefly

before slow roll down

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July 30, 2017

Poetry in Motion

by braveandrecklessblog

Your palms remember

warm silk of my skin

when they travel the contours of

my curves and edges

Your lips remember

my coffee scented kiss

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July 30, 2017

Crystalline Memory

by braveandrecklessblog

We fell into memory

like sea salt into soup pot

crystalline structure

losing integrity

dissolving

into warm liquid

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July 28, 2017

Wings

by braveandrecklessblog

some days i am new-born dove

fragile

wild eyed

unprepared

wet, delicate wings untested

trembling heart beating rapidly

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July 27, 2017

Recklessly She Declared Truth

by braveandrecklessblog

Thank you Davy D at the Go Dog Go Cafe for this morning’s inspiration


recklessly she looked deeply inside

saw fire and ice in her heart

smelled iron and cooper in her blood

felt moon and ocean tides tug her soul

knew the hum of words

crawling under skin

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July 25, 2017

Clay Vessels

by braveandrecklessblog

Inspired by A.R.Frederiksen’s .Ceramic Bodies.


Empty hands
Long to caress and mold with sure fingers
Vessel to hold feelings
Spilling out of awakened heart

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July 16, 2017

Moonlight’s Magic

by braveandrecklessblog

It is only in sleep

That she is fully visible

Able to be deciphered

In her unbuttoned

Unzipped state

His eyes are open

Moon’s captured light

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June 28, 2017

Subway, Study in Black

by braveandrecklessblog

I sit motionless

among strangers

surrounded by steel and glass

united in suspended animation

in moving darkness

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June 19, 2017

Ephemeral

by braveandrecklessblog

Wanderer

passing through

slivers of place and time

unconsciously dropping pieces of

my heart

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June 16, 2017

All That is Left

by braveandrecklessblog

achingly

sadness

feels like

drifting

like

falling

like 

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June 12, 2017

Secret Lives of Girls

by braveandrecklessblog

Memories of summer nights

sky midnight silk

studded with diamonds

my heart beating fast

with you sitting next to me

on a scratchy plaid blanket

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June 2, 2017

Cats Eye

by braveandrecklessblog

Your words roll toward me

across the table of silence

like cats eye marbles

that I can pick up and examine

wonder at the jewel toned beauty

the sculptured moments captured inside

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May 30, 2017

A Voice Like Lava Flowed

by braveandrecklessblog

Once I whispered my truths

to the unfeeling dawn

unheard

my words began to build up

choke me

overtake me

and in the stifling silence

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May 30, 2017

The Shape of You (Rae’s Song Revisited)

by braveandrecklessblog

Tiny white lights twinkle

nocturnal noises provide a rhythm

for conversation’s give and take

We wrap each other gently in words

painting a night sky canvas together

giving glimpses

of our separate worlds

universes apart

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May 26, 2017

First Timer

by braveandrecklessblog

Response poem to S Francis’s (SailorPoet) poem In the Cafe  All are welcome at the Go Dog Go Cafe


I stand getting wet in cold rain

watching through plate glass windows

edges fogged

rendering the scene inside

a soft feathered oval

Aroma of coffee

faint but distinct

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May 26, 2017

All or Nothing

by braveandrecklessblog

My imagination was captivated this morning by the lyrics of Ryan Montbleau’s All or Nothing


The minutes

hours

weigh heavily

upon my shoulders

in the aching night

where I replay

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May 25, 2017

The Jealous Rain

by braveandrecklessblog

A jealous rain

fell from the envious sky

soaked your clothes

translucent

caressed your hair

like a lover

left lingering droplets on your eyelashes

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May 24, 2017

A Suitable Period of Mourning

by braveandrecklessblog

I do not have a closet

full of mourning clothes

I have never

inked the names of my dead

on my tender forearms in black

in solemn homage

The list too long

my arms too short

to box with god

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May 22, 2017

You

by braveandrecklessblog

Your eyes are sometimes

All I can think of

When I lie here alone at night

In the bed we used to share

How you used to

Lie here next to me

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May 21, 2017

Devout

by braveandrecklessblog

Inspired by S.K. Nicholas prose piece Sweetheart


I have worn my armor

so devoutly

buckled on thick titanium plates

donned my Templar helm

until only eyes

only mouth

were visible

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May 20, 2017

Petals

by braveandrecklessblog

Peeling back my layers

Slowly, gently, carefully

One by one

Like the petals of a zinnia bud

 

My instinct is usually

To stay your hand

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May 19, 2017

The Gifts I am Given

by braveandrecklessblog

The mirror  that I look

at myself in is

old

dark

fractured

wavy

distorted

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May 18, 2017

Her Name Was December

by braveandrecklessblog

Inspired by the name of a Matthew Mayfield song


Her name was December

she blew in with the last autumn leaves

swirling red, yellow and orange

‘round her head

She could be warm

like golden lights in a window

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May 17, 2017

Waking Dreams (revisited)

by braveandrecklessblog

Your eyes haunt me

as I wander in this waking dream

the way you look at me

the way you look into me

seeing everything I keep hidden

everything that I keep close

you never look away

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