It’s been a long, long time since I’ve written and I mean truly written. So today I decided to speak my truths and there are so many swirling around in my mind that I’m not quite sure where to begin. I guess I’ll write you a letter and just never send it out…nothing could go … Continue reading It’s been a long time…
My interview with Tim Hewitt of Paragraphs Lost is now live!! Enjoy some god awful #highschool #poetry by yours truly and listen in as I describe with agonizing clarity the details of my unrequited love in high school! #paragraphslost was such a fun experience! What are your most embarrassing high school memories!??!! … Continue reading Paragraphs Lost
I thought myself the queen unflinching, never unnerved not to be usurped loyal to the king, sacrificing lessor for more time on the board. I thought you the king, false bravado, always hiding or on the run never to be outdone content in pomp a man of circumstance. How sad it was to be played … Continue reading Just a piece.
I am so honored to be the recipient of the 2018 ArtsFest Literary Competition for Adult Poetry with my piece titled: Magic Dragon: https://christiepage808.wordpress.com/2016/04/05/dragon-kite/ The world needs more poets, there is beauty in pain and there is healing in beauty. Make your life a life of art and if you have to suffer, suffer beautifully. … Continue reading Award Announcement
My first book of poetry is now available on Amazon. The first in a series of three and also the work I will performing at this years ArtsFest Stuart!!! https://www.amazon.com/dp/1977085350/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&qid=1517768735&sr=8-5&keywords=she+was+the+stuff+of+stars+book
Page 219 of the Satanic Verses, Salman Rushdie writes " Her lips, cheeks, chin were heavily stained by the many different colours that had rubbed off the dying butterflies" In this chapter a beautiful woman is eating butterflies and prior to their consumption she opens her mouth allowing them to escape, but they make no attempt … Continue reading Give me something
Each breath a struggle Inhaling and exhaling the names of lovers that went wrong Of relationships tossed around On the raging sea of my veins Delivering blow after blow of what could have been, should have been, what will never be again Straight into that mother vessel whose name is Heart A strength changing with … Continue reading My Moon
