Poetry – Page 2 – (armedwithcoffee)

silent napalm (a photograph)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA October 9, 2020October 27, 2020

Poetryphotography, poem, Poetry, silent napalm6 Comments

I don’t know anything about photography. I was intentionally trying out new shots for filming this week but what I did not intend was for this moment to be captured. My phone is in my hand and I had just received an email. I am reading something upsetting. Moments later, I cry. I am getting…

dark mare, run (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA October 2, 2020October 27, 2020

Poetrydark mare run, jean paul sartre, poem, Poetry8 Comments

dark mare, rundo not waversight on the horizonnight does not disturbcoldness you cannot obligefools stagnate, wallow in prideeyes on the risedark mare, run Christina Schmidt, MAarmedwithcoffee.com “Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.” ~ Jean Paul Sartre, Selected Essays

Ghosting (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA September 18, 2020October 5, 2020

Poetryghosting, poem10 Comments

that i meant somethingor nothing at allthat i’ll never knowhurts most of all a ghost cannot spare the dignityfor what is realthey themselves are not a dream within a dream Christina Schmidt, MAarmedwithcoffee.com

Shibari (an erotic poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA September 17, 2020October 27, 2020

Poetrypoem, erotic poetry, shibari25 Comments

shibari: the act of tying, binding or weaving a human subject. Shibari is artistic in nature (specifically, live art) although may be used as a form of BDSM or kink practice. Shibari does not assume the meaning of sexual bondage outside of BDSM circles. featured image by Iza Viola Photography: Shibari Art, Sacred Feminine Free from the…

my plate (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA September 4, 2020September 17, 2020

Poetrymy plate, poem, Poetry6 Comments

They can’t all be about moonbeams and sexy sexiness. Just a moment of realness. Decisions to be made:by the way, life support? what were his final wishes?mahogany, cherry, or a walnut casket for your loved one?by the way, what happens the next time she wraps her car around a tree? you do know she’s a drunk?what if…

Eleven to Midnight (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA September 2, 2020September 18, 2020

Poetryeleven to midnight, moon, poem, Poetry5 Comments

summoning hourmoon acts as couriermost trusted messengerdelivering unto youillumination, soft seductiontendrils of moonbeamsgentle whispers, promisesupon your skin madein my name Christina Schmidt, MAarmedwithcoffee

Over Coffee (an erotic poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA August 28, 2020September 18, 2020

Poetryerotic poetry, over coffee, poem17 Comments

I wrote this some time ago and as is often the case with me, I do not reveal my work until it feels right – if ever. I came across Over Coffee while cleaning out old notes. I see I labeled my initial estimation of the poem as too silly. Reading it now I think,…

I, Your First Girl (an erotic poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA August 17, 2020September 4, 2020

Poetryerotic poetry, lgbtq poetry, poem, Poetry, steve k, two women 211 Comments

featured image: Two Women 2 by Steve K you arched your back so high it cracked you weren’t expecting that to grip my head between pale thighs your vocals beyond soft sighs guttural, primal, like you could die 21 then, i made the first move ocean eyes imploring naturally i obliged my thumb along your…