I recently launched a new blog called bright red think box where I will keep/ cram the things that I come across on a daily (or semi daily) basis. Things that make me smile, add a spark to my brain, get me thinking, excited, inspire, make me happy or are otherwise so cool I don’t want … Continue reading »
Thunder of a Butterfly Wing ~ poetry 2001-2005
Well, after a lot of prodding and cajoling from friends, I finally got around to finishing and publishing a collection of poetry that I wrote between 2001 and 2005. This is the first book in a series that I hope/ plan to release before the new year. Putting everything into a collection has been a … Continue reading »
notes in the morning
like any fool in love I wanted to climb the ladder the way Lennon did and read with a magnifying glass one word in tiny script yes ~ Leigh-Anne Fraser 2011
at the edge of knowing
I I only know you at rest, raindrop, Alone or in the complex veil of descent the endgame of your life Shining jewel dancing on emerald velvet Or a thousand kisses that Fall against my upturned face Your birth a mystery Unknown to me, The pattern of your life Sacred geometry Beyond my small awareness … Continue reading »
full moon and the wind
Last night, I sat at the window listening to the night before sleeping. The moon was full, and through the thick layers of clouds even, was bright enough to almost peek through in places. The light made the cloud translucent. The wind made the trees sound like the ocean, and it was hard to not … Continue reading »
breathless disconnected
breathless disconnected torn along ragged skylines rain clouds wrestle with pale sunlight summer soon forgotten concrete sidewalks scream the coming day unmasked heart turns wind whips the corner thin trees bend low in deference to glass and steel not flesh and bone passing telephone rings, no answer ~ ©Leigh-Anne Fraser 2011
waiting for lemonade
Sheltered by shadowlines I am tucked away Bead of sweat travels from my temple To the low curve of my jaw Waiting for lemonade ~ Tear in the brown paper bag Crumpled and creased At my elbow Lemon yellow peeks through Fingernail to citrus and the air erupts Unexpected breeze like a kiss Brings the … Continue reading »
{excerpt} waking up
My head is throbbing. I shade my eyes from the glare of light. Two African violets in a white plastic margarine container sit beside the window. Bubble gum pink and indigo violet blossoms opening. I go to the window. Brushed steel lines the window glass, cold under my fingers. How long was I sleeping? I … Continue reading »
remembering
A year ago today, I sat beside you, holding your hand and said goodbye for the last time. Not a day has gone by that I did not think to you, to the life you lived, and I hope that you have found the peace that you have always been looking for. I sat with … Continue reading »
{write or die} heat wave
It is deep night. The hair sticks to the back of my neck. The fan stands in the corner, whirring and sputtering. It complains of the heat as much as I do. I cannot sleep. A black curtain of summer drapes itself over my shoulders and the rest of the room, daring me to move. … Continue reading »
