Tuesday, April 19, 2011
N
N
Loneliness
is not
being
alone
in a room
But being
in a room
with others
with
nothing
to say
nothing
in common
nothing
nothing
noting
no thing
noth
not
non
no
n.
Lindsay Riggs Brown
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Not Okay
Venus
Venus
Open your mouth.
Until the pink inside
breaks through
with piano keys
tinkling out scales.
justice will prevail.
Open your mouth.
Speak up.
Shout out
tell it like you see
it.
Open your mouth.
Break out of the half shell
your long red locks
falling
over your sex.
Open your mouth.
Stand naked
in your alabaster skin
with the strength you
were born with.
You are perfection.
You are an art form.
You are a woman.
Lindsay Riggs Brown
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Silent Thunder
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
With Apologies to Poor Will
With Apologies to Poor Will
My eyes are nothing like the sun.
My lips are neither coral
nor are they red.
My breast is nowhere near as white as snow
and time has all but faded the roses from my cheek.
My feet tread heavily upon the ground.
And though you say you love my voice,
I cannot in truth, carry a tune.
And yet by Heaven,
this morning,
upon waking,
you kissed my morning breath,
ran your fingers through
the black wires that grow on my head,
and you called me Goddess.
Lindsay Riggs Brown
Keeping Time
Friday, May 7, 2010
Letting Go
Letting Go
On cool, Lilac scented mornings,
You ran behind me,
holding the back of my seat
while I pedaled,
Terrified, I screamed,
“DON’T LET GO!”
and you swore you never would.
But you did.
In warm summer’s drift,
we found
Indian arrowheads
and shards of cobalt sea glass
the color of your eyes.
By then I could ride alone.
In Indian Summer,
somehow,
you found a way
to let go of;
The Boston Red Sox; scotch on the rocks; salted peanuts;
and Jazz.
Lindsay Riggs Brown
to let go of;
The Boston Red Sox; scotch on the rocks; salted peanuts;
and Jazz.
Lindsay Riggs Brown
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