curvy in multiple places
my soft spots will be
a favorite
twilight peeking through
i do wish to be with you
Tag Archives: Nature
Autumn ‘s Begging
Please,
just
let
me
lay
my
head
right
here.
I
need
you.
Retreat
Amidst the clutter
Of my mind
I recognize who and what I love.
Clinging to primitive, and desire,
I retreat
Into wooded respite
As I normally do.
Surviving reality
A conscious decision every day, yet
Eventually every tree will fall.
How do I listen for one more?
Dominion
i imagine the comfort
like warmth snuggled in
under layers of protection
surrenderer me with victorious him
daylight taken with pleasure
my body with so much to give
leaves the master of my affection
a playground he accepts as his
a muse so confident
doubt unable to live –
stifled and erased, becomes
a union of dominion and submissive
Adorned
Adorned, in verdant elegance
Care extended with his selection
Her spirit encouraged to thrive,
Wrapped in accessorized protection
Red, his jewel of choice
Together
Love calls: come quick
Run over, and then in
Search wildly for love’s existence,
For trust, in the end.
Listen close,
Know this is where together begins.
From A Distance
cool wind drapes my shoulders,
as thoughts ride tides too high
for a woman like me.
unable to reach, nor smell the
scent of a life,
only read about
through my hazel eyes
obsessing.
no voice brave enough inside
to share what I need,
see
even dream,
proves leaning on another to name
the clouds above me is selfish.
and the sounds of morning continue,
breezes swirl, leaves fluttering
against each other,
while ignited rain clouds grumble
along side today’s dawning.
grateful for the noise,
which drowns, for another day,
my inability
to offer what builds
inside of me, hoping no one
notices the girl hiding.
Future
Shakespeare wrote of the future-
“an undiscovered country”. I see,
bounding together
new rituals and
their meaning, which
will anchor along
a journey,
where souls squeal
in delight, and life
no longer vacant, thrives.
Identification
there’s a shift recognized
goes unseen by most
a voice goes from commanding
to the whisper of a ghost.
rejection so subtle
goes unseen by most
a presence longed for
hidden now, door closed.
A Little’s Voice
he shows me beauty
concerned with
acceptance
knows I like pretty
unaware of his own brilliance
music to dance to
and a faith reaching
distance
and he’s meant for someone else,
my fear
Lucidity
i could get lost inside you,
graciously forever, often
yearning for the
direction
you show,
beauty
you create,
protection
you offer,
mystery
you provide,
colors
you inspire,
dreams
you conduct.
without them, i
wouldn’t know where to begin
and incredibly certain
i wouldn’t want to.
Happily Ever After
held exclusive
could it be true,
if that was me
in the midst of you,
your arms wrapped
yet, I in full view,
secure in mutual adoration
crimson and verdant long overdue.
Quablers In Love
This afternoon I drove for awhile, after work, before turning around and heading home. You see, it’s not a far drive from one to the other and I needed to think, so off I traveled.
Chasing Away Melancholy
I watch the doves dip and weave
Chasing one another,
Yet I grieve
For a life I’ve dreamt about
Since I was a child,
In a grey, aging, house
There were giggles
And four children the cause,
Despite their loss
Of the everyday normalcy
Of Mom being near,
Nothing making sense, life unclear
If love exists, breathes, you say
Will it fulfill my wish,
Not run – at the top of my list
So sovereign Cardinals in my view
Standing watch, yearning
Might keep me from melancholy.
Evidence of Longing
the longing is evident
childish, I know
within the quiet of darkness,
and writing under the sheets,
my wishlist, still nowhere near complete
In The Details
when we realize
devotion is what they really need,
and it becomes our true focus,
we climb towards accepting reality.
being blessed
to witness their peace,
or to become their daily and intricate detail,
is our gift.
understanding, finally, we’re not a guarantee in what
is meant to be, but it’s okay to hope.
What You Need
Today, as the sun shines, so that I might see
It is my hope, a continuous hopeful
Dream,
You’ve settled into your day,
Thoughts bringing you closer
To peace,
So your nights offer you moments of
Clarity,
As sleep takes you where you want to be.
Zealous One
to fall sleep
believing
in tomorrow,
is how he prefers me
and so I do,
prepared.
Experience
It’s petals laying crossways,
My grandmother always said,
Notice their ruffled beauty,
Across the body, throughout her head.
The heart will lead us,
Paths rarely fond easy, and
With moments of dread.
However, trust
You’ll make it through,
The alternative is dead.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 