KELLAY BRIGGS - POEMS

Kellay Briggs is a novice queer poet and writer, who is enjoying sharing her work with the world for the first time. She currently lives in Portland, OR with her cat and puppy. You can follow her on Instagram @kellaybriggs

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​Unladylike Things

​Bring forth to me tragic circumstances
Secrets, you’ve never told
Lies, you would like sold
I shall take them within my undercarriage
Your shattered window
Your tattered screen
 
We shall be vulnerable sea creatures
We will be slippery as eels
Intimacy is more than just an embrace
But the water in your eyes
Wants to envelop the fire in mine
 
Air, we breathe
Water, we be
Fire, we feel
Earth, we need
 
Ungrounded
Unsteady
Lift me upon countertops
I wrap limbs around your frame
I draw you in
The fire has gone between legs
The water has run onto your tongue
Whisper soft winds across my mouth
Slip delicate hands to delicate places
Do unladylike things in ladylike places
 
Unfettered
Untouched
Unbothered
There’s the on rush
 
Wake up a tired, crippled crow
Wishing I had swallowed your pearl
 
 

​Grief

​Be patient with me
Though I am grieving

I grieve through the rings given to me by important people
This is including myself
I grieve through the promises of better lives
Sworn to me by many a lover

A person
A liar
A friend
A dream unspoken

I have walked through many closed doors
Through walls of solid oak
Windows of painted glass
I have held your hand in mine
You have asked me to stay behind

I have been witness to your cravings
I am burned by your hearty lust
I am licked by the flames of it’s fire
I am wanton to the tinders left
In the irises of your eyes

I do not pray for salvation
Though the confession comes later

I feel devil's teeth gnawing on my right temporal lobe

 

​Pride

​Inside me lies waves
Waves of desire
Though our eyes have barely met
Waves of caution
Through the words we have not spoken

Crashing and powerful
Draw me into your ocean with one foul swoop
Carry me to your nest
As if I am the prey you have been circling
Nurture me, care for me
Like I am a hungry baby bird

Within these walls,
I shall know of your angels
I shall experience release
A pent up mass of anxiety and nerves
Nerves, touch, feeling, sensation

Desire, is actually the word I search for
It has been missing for sometime
I have searched through forests of false connection
Bridges of crumbling promises

Prowl me like a lion
Kiss me like a proud king’s hand
Lick me like a warrior’s wound
Make me one with your pride

Swallow me whole like the antelope
Leave nothing for the hungry scavengers
Consume me
I am the nourishment you need to devour

We have prowled the same pride lands by day
Yet, we meet in the dark of the new moon

​Warm Limbs, Tangled Hair

​The morning is romantic
It's meant for you
We are warm limbs
Embraced in tangled hair
Gentle eyes and face strokes

The afternoon is bittersweet
Remembering the past
Wishing you were next to me once more
Aching to be touched by your hands

The evening is delightfully painful
Full of grazing teeth
Fistful of sheets
Cries of ecstasy

You are the time and place
You have magic flowing through your veins
It seeps between your legs
And I come the thirstiest beggar
Dying to have just a taste