I edge further
and further
from the known
the familiar
shutting some doors firmly
behind me
with a sigh of resignation
while others
I ease quietly closed
hesitant to reawaken
my past
I look for a yellow brick road
or neon footprints
to guide my steps
but the faint sets of tracks
are colorful chaos
blurring each other’s
boundaries
into a chalky rainbow
as they criss-cross
and meander ahead
do I choose
curtain number one?
door number three?
or that unopened box
that my eyes
pretend not to see
the one that covers my back
in cold clammy sweat
while I gulp down anxiety flavored
shots of cheap rum and coke
gagging on the sticky sweetness
leaving me queasy
nerves humming
indecisive
once more
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Reblogged this on Brave & Reckless and commented:
My latest piece on Blood Into Ink
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Excellent piece Christine 💛 I love how ‘sticky sweetness’ says so much here.
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Thank you Kristiana! It does say so much, doesn’t it?
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It’s such an uncomfortable phrase despite the alliteration and fits perfectly x
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When all the guides are silent, the maps blank, and the road signs can’t be trusted, we ask, “Which way?”, and the fickle trickster Fates answer, “Take your best shot.”
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Fates is a sly, unpredictable one, isn’t she?
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Long ago I read a sci-fi book of which I’ve forgotten the title and author, but I do remember one of the characters who referred to the gods of his people as “The Lords Of Cosmic Jest”. That appeals to me, and in mythology the Tricksters (Coyote, Raven, Loki, Hermes, Hanuman, and The Fates [How like the Greeks to have multiple agents of the random.] ) are my favorites.
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My 16 year old would call them the “Little Shits” of mythology.
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Christine Ray – Indecision
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I can feel the anxiety here!
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Change is often a mix of anxiety and excitement, isn’t it?
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Most definitely!
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So many feels in this. I can definitely relate to it.
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finding the right path and trusting it is the rub, isn’t it
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Yes indeed it is.
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Reblogged this on My Screaming Twenties and commented:
Christine being all kinds of wonderful on Blood into Ink this week ❤
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Many Thanks!
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It’s always very scary for all of us, to venture from the known, into the unknown but until you’d, ventured into the unknown, your own unconscious, you will, NEVER realize how far you’d come in your own life, it’s a journey, we must all, take by ourselves, and yet, many of us are still, lost, in the fog, refusing to see what had happened to our younger selves…
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And sometimes life forces us to make changes. . .
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Reblogged this on The Ivory Tower of My Mind and commented:
The Hero, Indecisive, as to Whether to Take the Journey…
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the blurred lines got me Christine. colours running riot as your words capture the essence of confusion and dilemma
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Your response is beautifully poetic Gina!
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Loved it for the choice of words, the flow, and the imagery henceforth created! Excellent piece.
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Thank you so much Taranum!
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