
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
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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

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,
to let go of;
The Boston Red Sox; scotch on the rocks; salted peanuts;
and Jazz.
Lindsay Riggs Brown
Monday, January 18, 2010
Distanced
Monday, December 14, 2009
Did You Think?
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Side-Swiped
Side-Swiped
(For M.R.T.)
His story cuts me to the quick.
secrets told after
an intimacy shared,
perhaps too soon.
Voice breaking,
heart broken
but spirit strong
after six
very short, very long years
And I know exactly what he means
when he tells me
he lost everything that day.
Everything..
After he put down his weapon,
before he surrendered himself,
he found his straight edge.
The piece
of the puzzle of his life
that let him
begin again.
Lindsay Riggs Brown
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Consumed
Consumed
“I could just eat you up.”
He tells her,
in the beginning
“You are deliciously delectable.
Sweet and savory”
He bites her lip;
nibbles her ear;
devours her scent;
suckles her breast;
and tastes her tongue
“I could just eat you up.”
He tells her,
in the beginning.
...and in the end…
he does.
Lindsay Riggs Brown
Stayover
I call
for direction.
don’t lose me here;
not now.
a cold discarded penny
on wet pavement.
The phone smells
like other people’s voices.
Snow’s falling
across a silver, steel span
called the
but I’ve no destination
on an empty night.
If I could,
I would make time crawl
to me on its hands and knees
and you would love me again.
Lindsay Riggs Brown
Friday, September 18, 2009
Man-Made Roses
Man-Made Roses
Slice your
thumbnail through
a tender green
tightly-closed
rosebud,
stripping back
to petiole
revealing
fleshy
pale, pink, petals.
Pull apart
pastel pleats
with pollinated fingers
pushing and prodding into place….
then…
stand back,
admire your masterpiece,
and say,
“there now,
that almost
resembles a rose.”
Lindsay Riggs Brown
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Fall-ing
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
I'm Writing Again ( For Bruce McMillan)
Friday, August 28, 2009
Aesthetics
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Width and Color
Monday, May 18, 2009
Opposites
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Return
Return
You’re back again
from your warm southern climes.
I’ve been waiting
an eternity
for your return.
I looked up
and there you were
an harbinger
of the melting warmth to come.
Let me just look at you;
soak you in.
You haven’t changed at all.
So welcome,
you have brought home, home.
Lindsay Riggs Brown
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Taking Planet Earth for a Spin
Taking Planet Earth for a Spin
Come on my good friend, come on, get in;
For your own safety sake, buckle your belt;
We'll take planet Earth out for a spin;
Let's travel so fast the Polar Caps melt!
We’ll make it a day; it’ll be really rad!
Let's swing by the Milky Way; drink it all up.
Come now, drink up…why should we feel bad?
It’s an endless cup!
Then let’s leave trash all over Mars
Is there, or isn’t there, life in the stars;
Who cares if there is…
their lives’ are not ours.
Let’s release gas emissions all over the place
Oh, the fun we will have, Oh, the smog we will make.
Clean air’s overrated, we won’t leave a trace
Why do we need air for goodness sake?
When our trip’s finished
We’ll laugh and we’ll say,
“We’re so very sorry,
But, that’s just our way.”
Lindsay Riggs Brown









