We leave our hearts in the snow,
no last goodbyes left
to melt the ice clinging to the edges.
I wonder if is it possible to lose it all —
heart, mind, soul,
in a single breath —
the one you took with that kiss
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©Christine Kelly 2020
Photograph: my own
We breathe in waves,
inhale
exhale;
the ebb and flow
of all we say,
fluid as water.
But what lies hidden
in unspoken thoughts —
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©Christine Kelly 2020
Photograph: my own
Morning glimpsed
behind a curtain
shaft of light
dancing
upon a headboard
dust motes
alighting
a stillness disturbed
fingers slowly
moving over warm skin
mine for yours
awakening
to thoughts, desire
curling around me
and within, a band
tightening
every revolution
intensifying
every stroke
a lover’s wish
shattering restraint in a rush of sound
a bitten lip
the lingering mark
of your possession
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Autumn color displays
its soul, complex and deep.
Eyes feast upon intricacies,
drama against sullen sky.
November’s grip, winter
chasing sun
sky threatening
eruption, emotion held
to its breast,
since spring came and went.
Intense hue
a taste, pungent;
how it lies upon my tongue
awaiting discovery.
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Blue seas have their own language.
The undulation of dark through light
whispers and roars,
the world becomes strange
day to night. We search the silence
for words unsaid, feelings unfelt,
everything we’ve ever known …
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©Christine Kelly 2019 (words and photograph)
She was a discovery waiting to happen.
The moment he saw her he knew –
evocative of the unexpected scene you come upon
as you wander an unknown path;
eyes widening just a bit,
smile flirting at the edges of your mouth,
something to enrich your senses
and take your breath –
and oh how he wanted to get lost,
lost in the way she falls.
and in the way he catches her.
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My eyes take in the quiet sea,
appreciating the color and lines,
the clear view of the horizon.
The swells will come,
(this I know)
churning beneath the waves –
unseen but expected –
as I acknowledge that everything
is unsettled
and all I can do
is ride that wave to shore.
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