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Chances (Loop Poem)
Second chances
Chances she’s willing to take
Take her back, show her love
Love full of trust and guidance
Guidance you offered, intuitively
Intuitively, are the breaths taken
Taken, in the end without you
You are the right man for her
Her, being me, always
Your Choice
Tranquil respite
Among nature’s hum
Mockingbird’s voice calls
We’ve only just begun
Lie here and reflect
Walk, or get creative
Knowing what I like best
Crystal hues will inspire
Among a wild bayou’s crest
Nourish deeply seeded desires
Imagine all of this…
Rain
Shhh, listen
Pattering, pittering
All in a whisper
Rushing, slowing
Confused in duration
However, still wet
Clearing, yet nourishing
Covering, cleansing
As imperfections vanish
If you were persistent rain
And I, in need
Dreaming Of You
Aubade’s playbill
Fantasy
Come true
Flirtatious green
Whispered
A mythical view
Flecks exposed
Electricity
How sparks flew
Feathered, appropriately
Crimson
Dusk’s favorite hue
Slivered porthole
Climaxed
Awesome blue
Dramatic sunset
Premiers:
Dreaming Of You
Identity
Warm
Wrapped blanket
Salty surge
Forgotten spindrift
Sparkles
Listen, for a clash
Of each traveling wave
Allowing submersion
Inside understanding
An opportunity to contemplate
Yet, still feel you near
Liquid Gold
Outrageous power
Creates liquid gold
Pooling
Igniting
His daily surprise
Welcome dawn, Darling
My Discovery
So, appearing simple,
And fated months before,
I, fearless cragswoman,
Listened to my inner voice.
Knowing when I entered,
Hessie’s Trailhead,
I’d consider life’s possibilities,
Determine my future goals,
Pass through time’s memories.
Not realizing I’d feel your essence,
Beneath a canopy of discovery,
I’ve held back, cowardly,
Yet to fully disclose, findings.
Now, if I don’t take you inside,
I fear, I’ll lose you,
To the calls of regret,
Maybe, to fear.
Too Much To Say
Heart seeks expression
Letters live in confusion
Now, to touch, instead…
A Much Needed Walk
Today,
(warm splendid breeze)
All I want,
(which makes a vibrating heart ache)
Is to hold your warm hand,
(your caring touch that ultimately guides)
And tell you everything.
(my lifetime of moments, making me who I am)
Still Here
Compassion
Stillness delivered
Upon colorless strengths
Extort your view
One side: a true reflection
I am neither
Show me how to be both
Brrr! Baby, It’s Cold Outside
Azure captures dawn
Respite’s freezing finale
I really must go
Find me under the blankets
Whisper the holiday back
Excitement
Midst the fog
Beyond what we know
We’ll wait
Exhaling fear
Calm, isn’t it
Life’s out there
And he’s near
Breathe
Sisterhood
Sisterhood,
Together we are one.
I cannot deny your essence,
Nor could I ever measure beside,
But, just so we become verily clear,
Your existence now surrounding him:
Champion of versed rooted strength,
Provides my journey’s refinement.
I am you
You am I
Leaning into the remedy of his skin,
My eyes upon your desire to be close,
I witness your valuable life flourishing,
Becoming tolerant of your nearness,
Understanding why we’re both here,
I begin to care for you, as well.
Your presence nourishes me,
He, is pleased.
Yesterdays
Reminiscing
Sat wondering
Looking beyond
Pensive
Into arrogance
A quality I accept
As part of me
But you are so lovely
My reason to dream
Morrow
and so I shall write
my dreams of morrow
knowing not your touch
but in the end
’tis your hand
upon my breast
understanding my heart
and all it lacks
A Walk Worth Taking
The only task I do not dread
A walk it seems
Provides a clearing, for my head
Whispers of lessons deemed important
Copper tones of yesterday
Found living within my world
Glistening in enormity
My reaction, forlorn
Living nearby among protection
A self induced fantasy
Seemingly overtakes
Crimson delicacies, established
What separates them
Measured, as very little to the eye
Created for a similar purpose
A wild fortress continues to divide
***
At first glance, I let them be
Begin again, walk decisively
Nothing happens without an opening
Allow fate to draw the cause
Turning back
Fuck that, now she’s where she belongs
My Suppression
Every word behind my chest,
Desires freedom,
Tonight.
Alas, once again,
I’ve censored who I am,
And forced reality to stop,
Immediately.
Leaving the ache placed,
Upon my breasts,
An endless continuation.
Suppression hurts,
Terribly,
Ceasing the pain,
Simple.
Yet, I refuse,
Leaving myself,
Paralyzed.
Sometimes my poetry is too revealing, so I fade before you, entirely too bashful to continue. Instead, I leave you this poem. I apologize.
Flight
Even the strongest of men
Will crumble
Choosing flight
Over fight
Who could ever blame them?
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 