Confines (poem)

Confines

Speaking to speak

Then unlistening

While obviously wrangling personal truths

Without consideration

Of the numerous possibilities

And empathy for depth of character,

My respect is lost

My ears go closed

And the door on the cage

That surrounds my heart

Slams shut

©Christine A. Evans 2.20.17

Ablaze (poem)

Ablaze

An overcast expanse behind windows

Your formless whims

Contained like lamp oil

Awaiting a flashpoint

To illuminate the glass

And if you’ll have me

I’ll peer inside

©Christine A. Evans 2.17.17

Ablaze - Personal Proof

Writing this poem was excruciating. Tried too hard and pushed when the words just wouldn't come.

Measuring Distance (poem)

Measuring Distance

Where life once bustled

We accumulate our own moments

Gathering ghosts

And partnering shadows

With hours

This hallowed fabrication

Just a mere shift

Of in betweens.

©Christine A. Evans 2.16.17

My Castle Door (poem)

My Castle Door

Imagining another life

Where vineyard grapes sparkle

On steep hillsides

Fortresses dot the outcropped curves

Perched above the Rhine

As safeguards from the foe

That foe,

Who aimed to destroy

By hoisting carcasses and fiery arrows

Employing battering rams

And whatever manner of deceit

To fatigue and penetrate

Were real

So far away now,

In another land and time

The enemy having grown weary

Of courage and frontal assault

Unmoved by love and freedom

Wield their minds as battering rams

Carcasses strewn as testament

Are just as real

So in the latitude of life

Protecting my interests,

Deciding my own fate,

This is my portcullis,

My castle door

©Christine A. Evans 2.15.17

From the Bottom (poem)

From the Bottom

Undone patterns and crosses

Seam ripper employed

Tearing out the sutures

Here in the current eterne

She shines

©Christine A. Evans 2.14.17

Dark Ministry (poem)

Dark Ministry

Only a third eye visual

This dark plane shifts

In a tilted backwards motion

To travel consciously

Through a purple-flecked deep-ocean dimension

Now I see why she

She likes it here

Weightless and shifting

Magnetically drawn

She’s inside

©Christine A. Evans 2.12.17

Drink Me (poem)

Drink Me

Malignancy constraints

Finally freed

She walked away

Dropping the bottled poison

Skull and crossbones

In the dust.

The new tonic,

An elixir of light,

Out there-

Somewhere.

©Christine A. Evans 2.11.17

Wording (poem)

Wording

Critically thinking

These thought bubbles

Strung as air-dried laundry

Are attesting to all-ness.

Clearly precise within owned confines

Are never “nothing”

Yet, always collectively

What has been learned.

Personally,

It’s such a sin

That the words that fumble

From my lips

Are the same words

(Finagled though they are)

That find comfort

On a page.

©Christine A. Evans 2.9.17

Judiciously, At Home (poem)

Judiciously, At Home

Tonight, before bed

I will do my usual,

Putting on my flannel pajamas,

Taking my metoprolol

And baby aspirin,

Brushing my teeth,

And locking my door;

Not to keep out

The majority of nice people

But the one

Who wants to steal my freedoms,

In fact, my very life.

So tonight,

I will lock my door.

What about you?

©Christine A. Evans 2.8.17

Cleaning House (poem)

Cleaning House

For her

Learning the hard way

Means sweeping dirt under a rug

For me

Learning the continuous way

Is polishing mirrors

©Christine A. Evans 2.7.17

Simply Sweet (poem)

Simply Sweet

Her larder

Was once stocked

With pastry ingredients

And elbows greased in kneading

Filling her bakery window

With tarts and cupcakes

To lure his sweet tooth

And that flirty ruffled apron

Well,

It hangs on a peg now

©Christine A. Evans 2.6.17

Lavender Shadows

Carrying her purple umbrella

In the sunshine

Because lavender shadows

Are justified

In her imaginary world

Princesses, you see,

Behave like that.

©Christine A. Evans 2.3.17

On Bricks (poem)

On Bricks

Some

aspire

to

build

Some

aspire

to

destroy

what

has

been

built

©Christine A. Evans 2.1.17

The Common Center (poem)

The Common Center

My invisible boundary

Breached by your step too close

On guard and justified

I step away.

Within all, this common center

These imperceptible barriers built

Protecting innocence

Protecting peace

Concentrically and respectfully so

A physical domicile is constructed

With walls and locks

Yards with fences

Cities with limits

Nations with borders

Not for fear or distrust

In ethical humanity

But the one who would dare

To breach my invisible boundary

©Christine A. Evans 1.31.17