Sharp edged truths crystallize in my throat cut me on faceted edges as I swallow them hard with a shot of whiskey laugh huskily at the irony of gagging on riches I long to spit these blood diamonds Rubies emeralds into cupped hands witness the polish they bear from fire that simmers in my belly … Continue reading Gems – Christine E. Ray
I am but a wanderer passing through slivers of place of time unconsciously dropping pieces of my heart like crimson berries like seed pods the memory of me sometimes floating away on a draft leaving only the lingering whiff of crisp fall air sometimes taking root growing tender green tendrils in the fertile hearts of … Continue reading Ephemeral – Christine E. Ray
some days I do not just feel sorrow some days I am the sorrow I am the grey sky that threatens spitting snow I am the heaviness in your limbs your shuffling gait reluctant to get where you are expected some days I am the sorrow the stark, leafless, skeletal branches of the trees dwelling … Continue reading I Am the Sorrow
head and heart weary cares of world weigh heavily upon my shoulders long to lay this tired soul on warm lap, absorb your strength 2017 Revised 2021 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
rains beats heavily upon my morning window I spin words deftly into spider’s silken web I yearn to capture your heart © 2017 Revised 2021 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
chill in morning air brings blessed relief soothes my fevered thoughts aromas become crisp tart apple on my tongue change is in the air possibilities wind-blown leaves swirling at my feet edges newly turned crimson, pumpkin, gold some worship spring verdant and fertile but I am a woman of the North explosion of my colors … Continue reading Summer Falls Into Winter
Brave & Reckless 