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About Literature / Artist Christine-Marie L. Dixon27/Female/United States Group :iconrhyme-and-reason: Rhyme-and-Reason
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shoot me/love me/dazzle me
drink me down like gin—
let me in
i want to know you
absorb you into iniquity
ravish you in lantered moons
i will pinprick my way into your heart
track up and down your veins
until i flood your arteries
and you can not gasp for air without breathing my name
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breaking bits
would you take my breaking bits,
the half-healed scars and open wounds,
the tears, the fears, the shattered years,
the pulsing ache of hearts in swoon?
give me some time, i'll clear the line
and pass it deeply sunk in wine;
the best of me is still no good-
will you stay? i wish you would
stitch me up the best you can;
it takes a special sort of man
and if you think that i'm the one,
follow me if i should run.
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Mon Dieu
Oh Daddy Daddy I hate you so
You let yourself go and you took my soul
And as much as I ache for that yawning black
I'm too afraid of not coming back.
Mon Dieu Daddy (pardon my French)
But I am so damn sick of this useless fence;
I am forever trapped in the wrong damn place
And I can't get away-there's too much to face.
Too many lies and too many sighs
Too much pain, too much of the same
Day after day until you are grey
And a little girl dies from missing you.
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Sonnet 9.23.12
These are the wastrel years of waxing ways
Which we squander, ravish and neglect.
We are young. In a decade we'll regret
This wasted hollow, these swallowed-up days.
For now, we are reckless. We burn and sway
In sparks, unaware of the flame. Not yet,
Not yet, have we learned to cherish each breath,
To accept that one day we will decay.
Oh do you see, will you see, can you see?
A lifetime is but a flickering flash--
You and I will perish in the moon's spurn,
Mourn the loves and dreams that will never be
As we dissolve into anguishing ash.
From dust we are wrought; to dust we'll return.
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The beautiful fools sashay in and out,
Wilting flowers before their first blossom,
Rouging their petals, powdering their stems,
Spiraling across the floor, their snares set:
Oh, it's all a mad and merry caper,
To see which will be first to the altar.
They'll trade youth and love for security
As they race to the death on crippled toes.
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Indian Giver
I will give you a string of beads for your heart,
Wrap it around your pretty white neck
Drain you of love and burn what is left;
I am not weak: I'll never forget
The stilted crouch of your tobaccoed breath
The dream-laden apathy your ancestors bred
The c'est la vie for those left for dead.
We could have risen in honey-filled cloaks
But the whirlwind of gold sweetly chokes:
Delicately I gnash the chaff from the wheat,
Uncross my eyes and go back to sleep.
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We  s t  r   e    t     c     h     in the unsustainable wreck
Of buttered time, folded and molded and rounded
Into balls of breaking antiquity--
Our souls were poured into crystal cups
Of liquid spontaneity
Gathered from a cradle of trees after the rain:
I shan't try to explain (shall not, will not, can not)
Because you are a leach in my brain
And you siphon the brightest parts of me
And chew them up and spit them out
And die die die die die die die die die die die
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Love Me Loquaciously
Love me loquaciously:
Seduce me in the spill of words,
In the erudite glimmer
Of gleaned vowels
And parsed pronouns.
Give me syllables
That taste of springtime and persimmon.
Drizzle my tongue
With leaping verbs and arching adjectives.
I ache to be kissed by a mouth
Which whispers love in cadence,
In the sensual rise and fall of poets,
Which twists metaphors around my skin
Like winding sheets.
I want a heart that beats
The pitter-patter of perfect meter
That sweetly slips
Past tactile symmetry
And rises cerebrally.
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In Memoriam
I cannot hold you fast enough
To stopper death, to save your breath.
Time marches on in lonely years
Ravaged by contrasting schedules
And the rise of adult lives
And the procrastination of reckless youth
Convinced of immortality.
Those of us left on this side of life
Are stifled by regret
By could-have-beens which should have been
By memories fading faster by the second
By things we never shared.
You were the one who dared,
Who flew above the clouds
And now you are far beyond these mortal skies:
I do not want to say goodbye.
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The Kiss of Stars
Here, the pendulous totem of morning
Lies gracefully in my upturned palms, cupped
Together to hold sweetly brimming joy.
The blessed dewfall consecrates my fingers
Too soft to kill and yet too rough to pray
As I lay down in fields of grass and breathe.
Here is my lover, my child, my friend,
This breeze of life which spins around my head
And makes me laugh and makes me weep. I sleep
Contented in the spurn of reckless men
And take the earth into my heart and lungs
And want for nothing in the kiss of stars.
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You are the magnanimous wish of eves
Of stars crossed and braided in deep mourning,
The daunting prayer of anguishing dreams,
Made hopeful by the rise of lost glory.
Resurrect me with a kiss,
A cajoling brace of lips:
I will wait, just like this,
Waiting on a miracle I don't believe in.
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Swan Song
I miss you
In the forgotten remembrances
Of soul-shucked searching,
In the nitty-gritty of deja-vu
In the slip of space
Between yesterday and today
Between black and grey---
I never thought you'd stay.
That layer of love
Was sliced so thin
I could almost see through it,
Breathe through the film
Of perforated longing.
I never stopped growing
And you shrank smaller and smaller
Until I could no longer wrap
Your heart around mine.
If this were the end of time
It would not matter,
But seconds march on and on
Dawn after dawn,
And the swan swims her circles
Into whirlpools of too-slowly evaporated regret.
I do not quite try to forget
But I do not give myself shadows dark enough to think.
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I never said I knew the when
I never said I knew the "when",
The "why" or "how" the crescent moon
Came resting on a silver spoon;
I never said I'd ever know-
I only knew you'd go.
Love spells blindness, backwards crossed.
We were ever at a loss,
Caught in the twist of littered boons
And much-too-soons
And never-agains
And remember-whens.
There was a moment, though,
When I saw you, gently,
Below a glimmer of dusk-swept ardor--
And I never loved you harder.
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I will never love you, no
I will never love you, no
Because my heart is made of snow
And if it melts then I shall die
And you will be the reason why.
A fine line lies between our hearts-
I cannot cross it in the dark
So kiss me quick and say goodbye
Before the stars fall from the sky.
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What I Know Now
My metaphors are exhausted,
Shriveled, shattered, wasted, spent
Bargained away in bunches
Spare change dropped on the floor.
If I had known then what I know now
What I feel what I yearn
What I dream in broken nuance, deceptive cadence
If I could sweep across time, arpeggiated,
Tomorrow folded close like an accordion,
Frenzied, pumping air
If I could
If I could scream
If I could tear the words from the sky
Oh would I?
Where would we be
You and I
You and I and I and You and We
And the sky, the ever-blessed bleeding sky
Bend me close, fold me,
Wrap me into a safe pocket of existing nowhere
Nothing- no light but no blackness, too
Nothing nothing nothing but you
If I could trade music for silence and
Silence for sweetness and
Sweetness for something new
Would I?
Would you?
There are not enough words left in the sky:
I could climb a cloud or three
Swing my heart from a tree
Dangle one more kiss
One more dream
One more sunset
One one one there is always one m
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I Could Have Loved You Better Then
I could have loved you better then
Before the scrawl of pointed pen
Before the dawn of nothing rose
Before I saw you without your clothes
I could have loved you better if
I had been better myself
If I had left my fears on a shelf
If I had wrung my tears on the line
I could have loved you if I were ever mine
Instead of passed off hand to hand
I could have loved you if I had grown up-
Maybe then you'd understand.
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Christine-Marie L. Dixon
Artist | Literature
United States
"The author must keep his mouth shut when his work starts to speak."

Current Residence: Suburbia
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I feel like I mostly update my journal with reasons for why I do not post frequently so why mess with tradition? I'm working on a novella right now and have been writing some not-poetic-but-still-important things as well.

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Reanimated4now Featured By Owner Dec 19, 2016  Professional General Artist
Aw I didn't know you lived up in Detroit this whole time ^-^ 

hope ya doin' well these days

when all of barely log into here with any consistency

IndigoSunRising Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2015  Professional General Artist
Happy Happy Birthday! :)
shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Aug 29, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I just wanted to let you know that your sonnet format (the one you invented here on dA) has been something which was inspiring for me, anyway. With that said, I hope that things work out for the better at your end, and I hope you manage to post here on dA. Stay strong, and stay blessed.
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Madam--Kitty Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Hi. wanna join my group called Anti-illuminati-01? anti-illuminati-01.deviantart.…
FairieShadows Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2013
Happy Birthday!
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