chrisja poetry - sharp and sweet

thy name is... navity? no itynav? no vynati? no, but close um... ok... thy name is... tivyna? way off atnyvi? [sigh] nup vityna tynavi tynvia anivyt yantiv ivyant tayniv vyaint vaytin nitvay nityav ynitav? cold vainty? getting warm, in fact very warm Oh ok i know... STILTSKIN you guessed it – now... Sign in to see full entry.

reach out and grasp hold steady with a grip and clasping tightly gripping clasping tightly with a grip combining wrists entwining winding wrists with fingers gripped on wrists combining each to each entwining like a snake its form is winding through the arms its length unwinding as each other’s gaze... Sign in to see full entry.

Medusa sits without her head staring vacantly into space her whole snake-filled cranium with writhing locks from the neck up gone swiftly removed by a razor sharp blade on a deadly swinging arm suddenly her body fits and convulses trying to release the scream that no mouth can sound shrieking blood... Sign in to see full entry.

your beauty opens out and touches whatever you are near making what is around you beautiful also sitting on my bed the wall behind you has never looked so soft and deep in its colour a curving rose wilting near your shoulder finds new grace filtered light coming through the window brightens on your... Sign in to see full entry.

it's harder to make people who matter to you matter if the people who were meant to make you matter didn't Sign in to see full entry.

in the centre of all chaos you are the clearest light the brightest star panth-ar panther slowly golden presence in soft and distant glowing essence lightning diamond idol panther slowly black fur I’m a panther in the mouth of God in the street I’m a panther walking in the mouth of God the dark dark... Sign in to see full entry.

i feel very sad tonite - i have just discovered one of my favourite poets has been suspended - she has given me such energy, spirit, and joy, and i have really valued her poetry - zena has had access curtailed - she can only read but she cannot write - what kind of torturous limbo is that? i am... Sign in to see full entry.

does a god look down from falcon heights and shed a tear a beautiful tear from falcon eyes when justice falls beneath the sword ready to swoop and perch on fallen shoulders proud to lift and guide the fallen one to a rightful place defeating death or do other birds a carrion flock instead with glee... Sign in to see full entry.

ice flows into the land of warm the birds take flight unsafe the world unsafe below when all’s just ice Sign in to see full entry.

the lack of sunshine in autumn light is made up for by the gold in leaves Sign in to see full entry.