Worry, is what she does, as
she tucks away her charms.
There is no time left between
her and the sky. They have
become one and the same.
Always asking for more, she
slips away. You search, but
will not find her. The tempo
has grown too slow. Her heart
beat echoes among the lost.
She plays with her trinkets,
then sets them aside. You
have lost her forever. Yet,
she is always right there.
The mind plays tricks on the
heart. Love is just an illusion.
One step at a time, we fall
deeper into the chasm of our
own desire. Then suddenly,
at some final outcome, we
lay all our games on the table,
and slowly walk away. The
worry still there, she takes
out her charms once more.
Ann Christine Tabaka is a nominee for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry.
She placed Third in Vita Brevis Best Poem Contest January 2018. She was selected as Poet of the Month for January 2018 and interviewed by Kingdoms in the Wild. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her most recent credits are Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, Oddball Magazine, The Paragon Journal, The Literary Hatchet, The Stray Branch, Trigger Fish Critical Review, Foliate Oak Review, Bindweed Magazine, The Metaworker, Raven, RavensPerch, Anapest Journal, Mused, Apricity Magazine, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, Scryptic Magazine, Ann Arbor Review, The McKinley Review.
*(a complete list of publications is available upon request)
Christine Tabaka is a wonderful talent, I love reading her work.