Untitled as of Yet

                 Don't blame me for
        My windswept atrocities;
                        To live and die
By the random order of things
                Is a certain freedom.
           To defy order and logic
                   Is to find it in glory.

*Coming Soon* EXP2

KR

Sneak Peek: Exposed II

Chemistry

Impatient for end result

The difference between a teaspoon

And a gulf of indifference

Rock hard crust and heavy insides

Let it build just for it to sink

And a fight ensues

With animal anger

And what's does it all mean anyway

Between best friends in space

I'm supposed to explain it later

When no one remembers

Don't push me away

When I'm just trying to help

Get you out of this tunnel

Let me lead you to the exit.

Decade-adence

I have quite a pile of poems collected for Exposed II, I expect it's release around fall.....
It's going to be quite a different collection- whereas Exposed I was all raunch, and sex and misbehaving, Exposed II is coming a decade later and the author is a much different, refined person. Is refined the correct word? Warped? Mature? (Sometimes.) So for those of you that are familiar with the first collection, don't expect the same thing of short filthy lines.This second batch is darker, more life-oriented as opposed to bedroom romp.
 The only thing that is consistent, I would say, is the strong imagery.
I believe that strong imagery in poetry is a must-have, no matter what you're subject matter. Imagery is one of the main life forces of poetry.
Stay tuned....

Exposed II

Wild Child 

By: Kelly Raine 

Lying like a bitch in heat

That's chained at the neck

It tugs, it tugs,

Busy day helps bury temptation

And confusion knocks at my ribs

Rock about like a cradle

Of misfit toys

Maybe this is all wrong

An illusion of good fortune

And progress of the middle class

But ends at a dead end

A different kind of fog

Wrapped around the brass pole

And the mirrors will reveal

the existence of all that you've worked for

And how you no longer belong

With these co-eds

And their university of stagnation

Stare at yourself

And decide what you can live with

And what is smoke and

Nothingness.

Almost there....

It won't be long now before Part I of my preternatural series, Broken Bloodlines, will be released as an e-book! I am anticipating a Christmas release and I'm very excited! Broken Bloodlines features twists on new and old creatures, a whole lot of action, and an occasional scintillating erotic scene (of course!) There are many more 'parts' in the works and in my brain, so I hope that all my faithful readers will jump on this train and take this journey with me!


Willow Black Files Update (an erotic tale):
  Will Samson give up his post as a Naval Commander, to be able to spend more time with Willow? How will that change their relationship? Is it possible for them to spend too much time together?

Elemental Evil Update (A supernatural adventure series):
Who is Dr. Zoo? More importantly, is he friend or foe? Follow Samila and Morgan on an adventure of several lifetimes- and dimensions!

Catch up with the back story of both web series on the blog: kellyraine.blogspot.com and stay tuned for more!!

Writing Bits

I still feel these days like I'm spread too thin with too many projects, and thus doing more wallowing than productive, forward-moving work. And eventually soon, I will have to take a full-time job so I can make decent money once again, and then I will have less personal time. Fuckin' adulthood.
 Anyways, I know a lot of you have been waiting for my second published work, and I am still piecing together my dancing adventures. I think I'm going just throw all my memories down, the strange and crazy things that I was a part of or witness to during my eight years.
 For those of you that haven't come (yes, pun intended ;) across my first published work, a wee bit of erotic poetry entitled Exposed, you can buy a copy here.  Reading over those raunchy lines, it always makes me chuckle. I was such a different person eight years ago, a much hornier person. It was exhausting having that constant flow of hormones, good god. I wonder if I hadn't danced, how I would have "distributed" some of that energy....? In that way, dancing was the best way to do so, being as raunchy and erotic as I wanted, within legal limits of course. Quite a few of them are about my ex-husband, and when my bff first read through it, she put it down and said, "---- has never read this, huh?" There was some raw, brutal truth in what I wrote, and to this day, I'm not sure if he has ever sat down and read through all of it. I'm sure I would have remembered his reactions, har har. *sigh* We were such kids.
  There are quite a few books published by ex-strippers, most of which are brilliant, shocking, hilarious compilations. However, I must do more research on whether there are some on dancing + life after dancing? And I don't mean the celebrity autobiographies.
 Keep it kinky, folks. 
K