Veiled (Poem)

Veiled

Questioning these layers

I look back

And see ghosts

Compartmentalized

As I try to make myself

Invisible

Hiding here in these weeds

©Expressions by Christine 6/19/11

Numbers (Poem)

Numbers

I’m sorry numbers

About the fifth-grade anxiety

Never getting you right

Never understanding

A fraction of terror

Cringing at fractions

And decimal point equations

Math races at the chalkboard

And the pit-of-my-stomach regret

On having a good friend

Who went on to become

A mathematician and professor

At a major university.

© Expressions by Christine 6-18-11

Ambition (Poem)

 

Ambition

You asked me about ambition

And I replied “That’s a little too rapid fire

For me. I’m more of a plain Corn Flakes

Kinda gal, before all the hoopla”

Strawberries and sugar are alright,

Don’t get me wrong –

But if I am going to start somewhere

I will be comfortable here in black

And white.

Figuring out shadows and light

Being vulnerable

Building strength

And then kicking down doors.

© Expressions by Christine 6/17/11

Minimal (Poem)

 

I wanted to see the complexities 

Absorb them

Make them my own

All the detail

Minute, yet universal

I wanted a lightbulb to go off

And flash me the answers

To the riddles

And the jokes that were on me

But here we are

And I am not laughing

Although I am going to dance again

Hips swaying

And hair swinging.

(c)Expressions by Christine 2011

Escape (Poem)

 

I wanted to play the mystic

And spin things with my feet

Such as love knots

and melodies

I wanted to wake up quaking

And feeling the invincibility 

I had in dreams

To make things true

I wanted to be the one

To eat lotus

Using petals as my mainsail 

and escape this reality

Yet

I have

with a shutter.

(c) Expressions by Christine 2011

Dreams (Poem)

 

I had these dreams

And I wished they would take flight

They were written

In places like

Journals

And carefully balanced

On heartstrings

Then one day

I felt a surge

And I lept

(c) Expressions by Christine 2011

Secret Place (Poem)

Somehow this place
Was secret
And quiet
So I watched from above
And I longed
To just
Absorb solitude

And then it took flight

(c)Expressions by Christine 3/11/11