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Christine Bauknecht Poem
I see me dancing in the moonlight
Naked and exposed
My skin shines like alabaster
My eyes flecked with sparks of gold
I give worship to the one-ness
From an alter most would curse
For to some I am a heathen
While to others I am worse
But they refuse to lift the shutters
That brings the blindness to their eyes
My goal remains the same as theirs
I've just thrown away disguise
To see
Can I survive
A witch's burning
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Every time
I believe
That my heart can NEVER
Be broken again
An animal
Like the snow white cat
Even now lying on my porch
Proves me wrong
By such a simple thing
As to purr at me
When I petted her
As she lay dying
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Christine Bauknecht Poem
I took a walk today
I touched the grass
And ran with fleeting thoughts into the recess of my mind
For the grass was dead
All that was left was something I could not define
I took a walk today
I saw a tiny bird
And wept eith bitter tears that ran streaking down my face
For the bird was dead
Had died softly peeping
Acry that no-one heard for they did not slow their pace
I met a friend today
I felt a pain inside
For I realized this friend cared not for me
I returned to the dead grass and the frigid little bird
I begged God to let me join them in eternity
Rather than stay in this cruel world
And He refused
So here I stay
I took a walk today
I
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Christine Bauknecht Poem
Life is like a box of chocolates
You know there's a nutty one in there somewhere
Life is like a box of chocolates
All the good ones have already been taken
Life is like a box of chocolates
People keep sampling and putting them back
Life is like a box of chocolates
Without care, they grow stale
Life is like a box of chocolates
You cant always tell what you're getting
Life is like a box of chocolates
Sometimes the first bite turns out really nasty
Life is like a box of chocolates
Too much sweet stuff can make you throw up
Life is SOOO like a box of chocolates
And yet we all struggle on
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Christine Bauknecht Poem
As dreams flutter by
On the wings of a scarlet butterfly
You often hear the tormented and lonely cry
And we are left desolate
Brokenhearted
You and I
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Christine Bauknecht Poem
I can hear footsteps
Late at night
In the dark
They whisper in my ear
That you are leaving me
Again
I watch you from my window
Walking a coward's path
Lit by the light
Of a yellow moon
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Christine Bauknecht Poem
I'm a planet unto myself.
A bright blue ball of pain.
Glowing,
shimmering,
spinning,
Thru the blackness of the universe.
Waiting for the pain pill
To kick in.
So that I can begin to shrink.
Smaller,
Smaller,
Smaller,
And finally become a human
Once again.
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Christine Bauknecht Poem
Searching for the lost child
What a mistake we made
For the lost child isn't lost any more
She ran away
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I ran with flights of fantasy
Where none be sad or hurt
Where love and peace of mind
Were the lessons to be learnt
But now I face reality
With many stops and starts
While longing for my old fantasies
Because reality breaks my heart
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I can hear you knocking
At the doorway to my soul.
Seeking passageway,
Using love as your toll.
While here I sit and wonder
Should I begin again?
But I'm not sure, no I'm not sure
That I should let you in.
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