Bittersweet

life offers me bittersweet herbs

i place them on my tongue

wake my taste buds

 

porcupine in my hands

trembling heartbeat

stirs tenderness

quills bite skin

droplets of my blood

rise to the surface

 

i could weep

from the beauty

i could weep

from the pain

i am fiercely vulnerable

 

there is thunder

in my heart

lightening in

my soul

i am

a perfect storm

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

 

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