Biography of Chrissy Robinson
'Birth is the start of loneliness, and loneliness is the start of poetry.' ~Erica Jong
I led what most would call a 'normal' life by society's standards. No extraordinary stories of hardships, although I know what it's like to just get by. No stories of heroic feats, depending on what you define as 'heroic'. However, I was cursed with a very fragile heart. And it tends to be banged up and broken from time to time. My poetry is my escape. It seems to be one of the few acceptable ways to express my anger, hurt, resentment, hate, and love. I hope by reading my poetry, you get a sense of who I am and how I feel. If you like any of my poetry and wish to use it, e-mail me (CR91Acura@yahoo.com) and I can give you written authorization to do so. Please respect me as a poet (and a person) and do not use my poetry, part or whole, in any way without permission. If you write poetry from the heart as I do, you know how much that means.
'You can only be you. A lot of times that's not enough for some people.' ~Tori Amos
Chrissy Robinson's Works:
I unfortunately do not have any published books. I do, however, have a few published poems. An accomplishment I'm quite proud of!
Chrissy Robinson Poems
The Smile Sack
In this little smile sack I have composed for you is a yellow happy face to make your day less blue.
Your face is like a tender rose ready to be embraced. The soft glow of your eyes hypnotically soothes my pain.
As I step out the door and feel my feet hit the crisp, frozen ground and the cold, brisk air engulfs my body as it howls all around,
Tears roll slowly. Each cheek is dampened by the salty streams they form Drops fall softly. Each one a silent memory,
A diamond engagement ring sitting on a sobbing woman's finger. A newly washed car proudly shown off by its owner.
Your eyes, that once held my loving gaze. You arms, that once held me so tightly.
The taste of alcohol and cigarettes still spitefully on my breath, I catch myself whispering to no one. My heart blurs what I cannot even see.
Do You Know?
I saw you today. You were in your own little world full of happiness and joy. You suddenly turned and looked at me,
I wish that everything could go back to the way it all was before. Before you shattered all my dreams and heaved my heart to the floor.
My Only Guarantee
Accept me as I am- I have no guarantee. A claim to perfection I have not, since perfect I cannot be.
I Need You
I tried to sleep as the stars twinkled high above. Snuggled under my warm, soft blankets, I dreamed of you.
A diamond engagement ring
sitting on a sobbing woman's finger.
A newly washed car
proudly shown off by its owner.
The dew on a rose
after a morning's mist.
A child's eyes
on Christmas morning.
The vast ocean