Locked away in a stone tower rest of the world fades becomes dim memory time loses meaning becomes shapeless days nights spent in solitude differentiated only by whether I read precious books by sunlight falling soft through windows that no longer open or dancing candlelight by this halflight I read the words of Tennyson and … Continue reading A Tale of Two Towers-Christine Ray & Eric Syrdal
tiny fractures fan out a spider web at the point of impact where your thoughtlessly dismissive words became an ice pick that pierced my glass heart © 2017 & Revised 2019 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
you held me in tender embrace in your deepest heart we lived together laughed together dreamed together breathed together unfathomable that anyone could take my place it was an exchange quick and quiet waking up alone stripped of you of our imagined future a featherless newborn bird raw, pink awkward unsteady heads turn away from … Continue reading An Exchange Quick and Quiet
your eyes are sometimes all I can think of when I lie here alone at night in the bed we used to share I remember your gaze vulnerable trusting intense your irises not quite green not quite brown ringed in gray reminding me of a stormy seas your mouth is sometimes all I can think … Continue reading You
Originally published on Sudden Denouement I read the writing on the wall neon graffiti composed of cryptic symbols stunning words of power rage grief that sting my bare skin like sleet ice crystals that burn and freeze on contact I recognize your artist’s tag I long to pull out cans of spray paint from my … Continue reading Writing on the Wall
I keep you in a basket at the foot of my bed that I can grab quickly in case of fire or other emergency you are tucked in among the postcards from exotic places fading photographs handwritten letters greeting cards signed with love and other mementos of my past that I can't bear to lose © 2017 … Continue reading Mementos
Brave & Reckless 