No Absolution – Poetry

No Absolution

~from the cheater’s POV~

The bones of my feet creak
and moan — heavy steps
laden with yesterday’s burdens
bring me to you —

I lean over the bed
avoiding eye contact —
shame lingers on my clothes
cigarettes and cheap gin mingle
with her perfume — your sigh
closes in on my neck, squeezes
the air from my lungs

I touch your arm —
a need for absolution snakes down
my wrist to your fingers, and seeks
to curl them into mine
As if on fire, you jerk your hand away
and my bones crumble to the floor

I know the road to forgiveness
have traveled it like a con artist —
You are priest and Mother Mary
and you will weigh each of my sins–

I descend into my private hell
dredge up every detail of unfaithfulness
I lift my head and stare into coal eyes
There is no pity in those pits this time

I rise from the floor, stand before you
hands fidget, knees quiver —
Your words are a whip across my back
fifty lashes, ’til blood rivers across the room
Your tears salt my wounds — an agony
no less than the wounds I gave you —
There will be no redemption, not this time

©2014 Lori Carlson. All Rights Reserved.

The Death Notebooks – Book Spine Poetry

A little ripple has begun… a powerful wave is coming. From Nicola to May J to me.

Book Spine Poetry – the object of this is to pick a few books off of your bookshelf and arrange them so that the titles tell a poem. You can link yours to Nicola above or use the tag #BookspinePoetry. Here is mine, although I won’t have the pictures to go along with it. I will list the authors at the end though.

The Death Notebooks

Losing Faith
Ordinary Light
Finding the Lost Ones



The Death Notebooks – Anne Sexton
Losing Faith – Adam Mitzner
Innocence – Heda Margolius Kovaly
Ordinary Light – Tracy K. Smith
Finding the Lost Ones – Sandra L. Olson



small stones – May 18, 2016


art credit: Always Chasing Rainbows by webgoddess

Chasing Rainbows

chasing rainbows
after a storm
seeking life
from this voided form

circling back
to long forgotten lore
the Dark Mother
holds my worth

I am she
and She is me
one in the same
meant to be

up out of chaos
I arise
Mother Darkness
by my side

into the light
I am cast
that darkened abyss
won’t be my last

embrace the beauty
cherish the light
play in the rain
with all my might

©2016 Lori Carlson. All Rights Reserved.


Demon Night – Poetry


Demon Night

the moon rises
a dark woolen blanket covers the earth
night creatures become still and silent
awaiting their feast

only then do I stir from my grave
into the pitch of night
to canvass the streets for loners
the forgotten souls, castaways like me

from atop buildings, I seek my prey
then zero in with a whoosh of my wings—
silently I cast my spell and lure her away
back to my mausoleum

inside the stone structure, she dances
upon my coffin, mesmerizing me
who is the killer?
who is the prey?
dance over, she sprawls across the coffin
alluring and sensual

in a moment of weakness, I kiss her
as the demon in me screams
I must do this, I simply must!
and with a growl, I rip out her heart

I open the other coffin
and feed the heart to my bride—
for one more night, she will be mine

©2016 Lori Carlson. All Rights Reserved.

Shade of Winter – Poetry


art credit: Hazy Shade of Winter by LesFromages

Shade of Winter

Is this death or rebirth?
The age old philosopher’s question –
ever the pessimist or the optimist
But there is more dormant below the surface
than the decaying above

The whisper of a chilled wind carries
the chiming of bangles:
it’s a hazy shade of winter
ushering in a deep freeze, so silent
one could go mad

And yet, Life bubbles out of frozen ponds
and glistens on tree buds
awaiting the moment to burst
into Divine interpretation
This performance is for the living
the bearer of hope in the bleakest of days

Copyright ©January 2016 Lori Carlson

That Bastard Schopenhauer – Poetry

To say that all we desire:
Procreate and then die!
Death is all that awaits me then —
My memory fades
with no offspring to emulate me
no one to say, she’s just like her mother
No, no one will praise
these ghastly hands nor this bitter mouth
nor these sheets of words
worn raw and bloodied
My own selfish claw ripped
away any hope of excellence
No amount of labor will bear my likeness —
No colony of bees will swarm
To protect my womb
No, not for me —
I will die as I have lived
alone and lonely upon this earth
forgotten, forgotten
and give my last breath to Death

Copyright ©2014, Lori Carlson

Unripen – Poetry

These thin vines hang burdened by berries
As black birds await first signs of ripening

I was once an unripen girl–thin, gangly
Hanging on your every word–wide-eyed, in awe
Your dark eyes searching for signs of womanhood

You plucked away at my innocence–foul-mouthed
Filling my head with pornographic filth
Your hands finding reasons to brush my thighs
Or gentle hugs that lingered far too long

I didn’t understand your advances then
My young mind still blossoming, not caught up
With the changes of breasts and curves

The night you forced yourself upon me
Did my unripen berries leave a bitter taste?

Copyright ©July 2015 Lori Carlson

Bid Me Rest – Poetry

Death hangs over me
like storm clouds
I am mere bones
feigning to be whole

If you look closely
you can see
my skeletal sockets
where blue eyes
once shined–now empty
lifeless, no beauty

See these arms?
Trace each scar
feel each vein, deaden
I’ve leeched
blood too often
no pulse

And this battered heart?
A fisted stone, hardened
by years of love lost
beats became stillness
even you cannot spark
a rapid response
no currents

I am dead
reduced to bones
bury me
and bid me rest!

©January 2016 Lori Burks

Happenings in 2016

This is a list of my projected projects for 2016. It will be interesting to see how many of them I accomplish over the year. I may complete them all and I may only complete a few of them, but I definitely need to get back to my writing and get some projects completed.


For the entire year, I will be doing 365 Days of Writing Prompts, a download that I snatched from Word Press that came out in 2013. You can find it happening over at Promptly Written

Also for the entire year, I am going to do small stones over at A Whispered Wind


At As the Fates Would Have It, I will be celebrating Joyful January with Satya and Kaspa over at Writing Our Way Home


No project scheduled as of yet


No project scheduled as of yet


Over at Promptly Written, I will once again be participating in the Blogging from A-to-Z April Challenge

April PoemADay with Poetic Asides to be posted on Promptly Written


StoryADay in May Challenge with Julie Duffy — This will take place on my Promptly Written blog


No project scheduled as of yet


No project scheduled as of yet


No project scheduled as of yet


No project scheduled as of yet


No project scheduled as of yet


I will be participating in NaNoWriMo, but I am not sure yet if I will post my novel on any of my blogs at this moment. This will be my 3rd attempt in 4 years. Something always seems to come up around that time to prevent me from completing this challenge, but not in 2016! I am sending out to the Universe that I will complete a novel in November 2016!


No project scheduled as of yet


  • More Astraeus stories (or another novella) – these will be posted on Promptly Written as I get them completed – I will be adding them here because this is where I began the project last April for the A-to-Z Challenge and I don’t want to confuse my readers by moving them to another blog – they will not be prompted stories.
  • Post my Ravyne Ramirez stories and write more of them – these will be posted on A Whispered Wind
  • More of the Candy from a Stranger stories – these will be posted on A Whispered Wind
  • I began a series of stories earlier this year called Killer Tales and I want to write more of them – these will be posted on A Whispered Wind
  • I want to work on some Flash Fiction this year, some time during the summer months
  • Poetry – I want to write 100 new poems for publication. These will not be posted on any of my blogs
  • I’ve been working on a project with a friend about Bobby Kennedy, so I will continue my research on that – none of that will be posted on any of my blogs.

This seems like a lot of projects, but spaced out over a year, that really isn’t a very big to-do list. As I decide which months to do which projects, I will update this list of Happenings.