Krista Laraine : Writing

1989

1989

A Poem by Krista Laraine


I wanted to stay, although it may have been in a lazy sort of half-hearted way... Putting on shoes beneath the garish light, I wipe the sleep from my ..
for the poets

for the poets

A Poem by Krista Laraine


The transcendence of this earthly plane, language for such one cannot name, but feel inside with deeper mind, a struggle of a different k..
as I traced with fingertips

as I traced with fingertips

A Poem by Krista Laraine


if my eyes were dark and brooding with lush, long lashes encircling deep brown pools, I would never wear mascara. if my lips were t..
bittersweet

bittersweet

A Poem by Krista Laraine


I spoke to a sixteen year old boy today, all excited abouta girl. "She is beautiful inside and out," he says, And I remember. Running through ..
the unknown

the unknown

A Poem by Krista Laraine


You leave traces of sin down the side of my neck, approaching the collarbone like footprints. Though they are lips- your lips, those falte..
when two or more come together

when two or more come together

A Poem by Krista Laraine


Sometimes ghosts appear in unexpected places and leave me to tears. They visit on their own terms- perhaps they are invoked by more tha..
Annabel Lee (song lyrics)

Annabel Lee (song lyrics)

A Poem by Krista Laraine


Lie down with me tonight In this casket made of glass I want to be your Annabel Lee This love This love I want to hold I want to breathe ag..
the soul mates

the soul mates

A Poem by Krista Laraine


A photograph of us at your grandparent's house in summer in Sun City Center, near Tampa. Smiling. Me in a white sweater. We're..
the fall of Kennebunkport

the fall of Kennebunkport

A Poem by Krista Laraine


Coffee in the early morning reminds me of the coast of Maine. The small hotel, the salty sting of crashing waves against the rocks, where ..
of things metaphysical

of things metaphysical

A Poem by Krista Laraine


To say learned would be in error- rather, reacquainted with something too familiar- too close, thatI just barely recognized. I had forgotten my great ..

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