Tears
Broken Angel
his broken halo still gleamed dull gold his haunted eyes a kaleidoscope of all that he had seen I could taste the loss in his tears the weariness written on his skin like ancient runes but there was hope in his kiss that made me wonder if I could be his salvation at least for … Continue reading Broken Angel
Sugar on My Tongue
Sappho wrote that words we leave unspoken will be wept if true soliloquies must rest like sugar undissolved on my tongue © 2017 Revised 2019 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
Tears Like Snowflakes Fall
crystalline quivering teardrops fall as regularly as snowflakes during harshest winter as diverse as they are infinite ugly, wrenching cries forced to clutch my stomach in order to keep my guts from spilling out of my body single, silent teardrops that roll down my cheek caressing the curve of my neck leaving a thin pale … Continue reading Tears Like Snowflakes Fall
From Night to Morning (Antologie)
notes on the piano haunting half steps like spring rain on my heart gentle at first soothing becomes a melody of blue melancholy penetrates deeply erodes defenses leaves me raw is echoed in tears that slide steadily silently down my face neck breasts becomes my heartbeat as I fold in on myself to staunch the bleeding © 2017 … Continue reading From Night to Morning (Antologie)
Arrow
memory’s titanium tipped arrow penetrated my defenses embedded deep woke the past I keep behind tightly locked doors leaving me shaken and stirred saltwater trails tracing contours of cheeks long denied your touch © 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
Brave & Reckless 