you peel back my layers slowly gently reverently one by one petals of a zinnia bud I take a risk resist the instinct to stay your hand delicate stirrings butterfly wings whisper to me to trust to let you closer allow you to unfold me slowly gently reverently Growing hope that when you reach my … Continue reading Petals
I still hold truths close to my heart fanned tarot cards facing away from prying eyes no interest in judgement no use for pity I will lay my hand down cups wands swords spread exposed on the table only for the Queen of Pentacles quiet acceptance and compassion in her eyes © 2019 Christine Elizabeth … Continue reading Nothing Up My Sleeve
Peeling back my layers Slowly, gently, carefully One by one Like the petals of a zinnia bud My instinct is usually To stay your hand Afraid of what we will find When we reach My core Delicate stirrings Like butterfly wings Whisper to me To let you closer Allow you to continue to … Continue reading Petals
Do you kneel on cold flagstone floor when confessing to me those sins you longed to keep hidden? Those human failings dark deeds fatal flaws incongruent with the self-portrait you handed me in gilt-edged frame guileless smile on your face Did you think me judge and jury meting out Old Testament justice? Harsh faced priest … Continue reading Confessional
Brave & Reckless 