I am
Fragments of poetry
Wisps of dreams
Drifting musical notes
Memories captured in amber
Metal Dragons
Origami Cranes
Blood orange kisses
Words of strength
Etched in ink on skin
Poet’s soul
Woman’s heart
Lover’s passion
Witch’s spirit
Shield Maiden’s battle cry
Pieces of me, all
I drink the moon
Hear my own music in my veins
Listen to all the women I am
Who demand to be
Made visible
Made whole
Who tell me that I am
Done apologizing
Done containing
My darkness
My fierceness
My light
To make others comfortable
I am
Done whispering
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
Brave & Reckless 
Bravo, Christine. Such a stunning write-up.
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Thank you, Megha. It is good to remind ourselves of this sometimes.
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Yes definitely
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Oh, my, yes, you most certainly are.
“”I am”… I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair” – Neil Diamond – “I Am, I Said”
But now, not so, you. You are heard.
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I got a little worried there when you started to quote Neil Diamond! Sometimes I am confident that my voice cuts through the din. Other times, not so much.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Christine Ray – Yes, she is.
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Shout it out, my friend! ❤
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I will, thank you!
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😘
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Amazing and worthwhile poetry. I liked this one.
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Thank you so much John
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