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Lying in bed right before dawn
listening to silence
it makes a noise
(Jack White)
it is my muse
you might think
I have many. The way my mind works
I do. The way you twist my arm to make me love you. The way you order for me. The way you forget about me.
Treat me like my notebook.
Rip me up
put me together again.
I think clearer when you sleep
kiss you hard when you wake
and look at me in that sexy way.
In my bed
the angels whisper in my ears
about all that crap I forget during the day
the way you walk in a room
the way you touch my soul from a plane
the song you choose to fill my pain
the seriousness and lighthearted
strain
of my fucked up brain.
Sylvia saves me,
has a way with running words on a train track
I wave at her all the time
talk to her
and she is the best silent listener.
She knows.
You might think I love you
when I know not where I packed
my eyeliner
my bra
in this paper mill town
in Quebec.
I am fearless for only you.
I am frozen and warm only for you.
I think you want the
parts of me
I cannot give
but now that more arrive
at our hockey game
you can dump and chase
whomever has prettier eyes
you can punish
and put me in your penalty box
for being so naughty.
You can have all the power plays
you so desire
but watch out for
those cherry pickers
ready
to score.
In this town
it feels like nothing is possible.
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That’s the second reference I see you make to Neruda (the pic.)
I love his work
Yes, LOVE Neruda. 🙂
Ευχαριστώ! Χο
Παρακαλώ! 🙂
Χάρικα.
Are you Greek??
Yes. Greek-Canadian.
That’s awesome, Chrissy! 🙂 Nice to meet a fellow Greek on wordpress.
Likewise. Xx
“And put me in your penalty box for being so naughty.” LOL – You are so amusing Chrissy. Wonderful work as always!
Lol thanks!! Xo
high sticks
negating
power plays
Penalty kills and
offside 🙂
scars
to
prove
it
I stopped by to thank you for visiting me and well, I was totally taken in by your poetry..this poem speaks to me deeply. Not that many poem touch me like that well of course Rumi and I am getting more acquainted with Neruda through poets like you on WP.
Thank you Cheryl-Lynn. I am humbled and flattered. Curtsy and welcome to my blog. I usually post my poems but I will post some excerpts from my upcoming book.
Rumi is Part of the Plan. Read Rumi and understand the enigmatic soul. 🙂
Do people still curtsy? my knees are getting too old or perhaps it is the weather returning to Montreal…{smiles} I look forward to reading excerpts of your book and am checking on your publishing company in Montreal…
People don’t curtsy, but I’m old-fashioned. 🙂 Are you from MOntreal? Thanks so much. It’s great to meet you and I look forward to your posts as well. It’s freezing!
Well, at least it is not minus 20 (she says remember doing groceries on foot Saturday evening) Yes, I work in Montreal/Mile End and living on the South Shore.
Amazing. xo
Reblogged this on Christina Strigas and commented:
possibilities
Like a pop in the mouth and a nice slow kiss. Wonderful, Christina. So good. ♡
Oh honey! too many brilliant lines to pick out. You are one of my muses because your depth and brilliant shoot straight into my veins and out my pen. You are fucking stunning!
Reblogged this on Mysuza.
Thank you my dear!! Xx
Christina, I’ve nominated you for the Lovely Blog Award!!:)
Oh wow. Thank you so much! I will check it out soon -)
You deserve it!:)
Thanks so much
🙂