Because I Can Now (poem)

Because I Can Now

She will never know

My highs and lows

I’m going there again

Because I can now

Reaching up

And reaching over again

Never leaving it alone

Unrighteous dominion in my past

So I’ll lift a glass again

And savor all the flavors

Because I can now

Never leaving it alone

I’ll pull books from shelves making piles and heaps

So I reestablish lines

Read them when I’m able

Because I can now

She will never know

My highs and lows

I’m going there again

Because I can now

Reaching up

And reaching over again

Never leaving it alone

Because I can now

©Christine A. Evans 4.24.17

Chronicles (poem)

Chronicles

How far can you go back

Making them believe

Offering proof

Making lists in dark places

Where your soul resides

Until the light illuminates?

©Christine A. Evans 4.9.17

Flashbacks (poem)

Flashbacks

In outtakes, hiding in the murky focus

There is good therapy

And good poetry.

An obscure life,

A likelihood of errors

And metaphors captured;

Telling a tale.

In this tenacious crusade

We are all vagrants

So, take my hand

©Christine A. Evans 4.7.17

Because I Miss Fireflies (poem)

Because I Miss Fireflies

If I had a meadow

I would capture your bioluminescence

In glass Ball jars

And poke the galvanized lid

Full of air holes

Watching your green-glow pulsations

Through the cursive wrinkles

And creating hushed magic

For my pillow edge

©Christine A. Evans 4.2.17

Once Floral (poem)

Once Floral

I see it

As excavating a past life

Through obscure charcoal passages

And a primeval garden gate opens

Filled with golden light

Open armed, I meet my pure self

We embrace again

Here all along

©Christine A. Evans 4.2.17