Choices....
This has been a time of great unrest...some unhappiness...and fear. I am working my way through all of this, but don't feel like I have done a very good job. Will be writing more...hoping to find some relief and comfort or at the very least a bit of peace.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Saturday, November 1, 2008
NaNoWriMo
Wow, I cannot believe that is has been so long since my last post....life has this nasty habit of getting in the way of everything else.
This month I have signed up for NaNoWriMo...wish me luck!
I hope to also write about this wordy adventure...stay tuned
This month I have signed up for NaNoWriMo...wish me luck!
I hope to also write about this wordy adventure...stay tuned
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Exit Stage Left
Sounds of a war not worth waging
Guitars screaming in the night
Can't blame me for trying shoes on that did not fit
How would I know if I hadn't tried
Silent conversations
Words unneeded
The deafening sound of unspoken goodbyes
Guitars screaming in the night
Can't blame me for trying shoes on that did not fit
How would I know if I hadn't tried
Silent conversations
Words unneeded
The deafening sound of unspoken goodbyes
Friday, February 15, 2008
Empty
Why are endings always sad?
Beginnings scary
The middle so boring
I am tired of this
All of it
Trying to make the pieces fit
Wishing them whole
Until I am left holding
Holes in my heart
Pulled through my soul
Can't do it anymore
It's over...
Watching the vultures
Circling
What is left of our love affair
Beginnings scary
The middle so boring
I am tired of this
All of it
Trying to make the pieces fit
Wishing them whole
Until I am left holding
Holes in my heart
Pulled through my soul
Can't do it anymore
It's over...
Watching the vultures
Circling
What is left of our love affair
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
11th
Dark clouds
Hanging low in the winters sky
Memories of your cigarette smoke
Inhaling...Remembering
Scent of Dunhills
Watching you control the smoke
Without thought
Creating a smoke filled dance
Mingling with things unspoken
Always unspoken
But on the tip of my tongue
Bitter taste of regret
It's days like today
So close to your birthday
That I remember
What I wanted to say
Hanging low in the winters sky
Memories of your cigarette smoke
Inhaling...Remembering
Scent of Dunhills
Watching you control the smoke
Without thought
Creating a smoke filled dance
Mingling with things unspoken
Always unspoken
But on the tip of my tongue
Bitter taste of regret
It's days like today
So close to your birthday
That I remember
What I wanted to say
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Samhain
This night is perfect
Cool breeze blows crisp leaves
The sound excites me
Looking at the moon
Shrouded in her dark drapery clouds
I long for you
Your arms
Capturing
Holding my very soul
Tree bark rough against my back
Lost in your eyes
Dark chasms
Sinking slowly
Down
Falling
Lost
The need in me that craves the abyss within you
Screams for release
Howling for climax
Taken by the wolf moon
Cool breeze blows crisp leaves
The sound excites me
Looking at the moon
Shrouded in her dark drapery clouds
I long for you
Your arms
Capturing
Holding my very soul
Tree bark rough against my back
Lost in your eyes
Dark chasms
Sinking slowly
Down
Falling
Lost
The need in me that craves the abyss within you
Screams for release
Howling for climax
Taken by the wolf moon
Friday, August 31, 2007
Seasons Change
It’s in the air
Wrapping around me like an old quilt
Familiar like a lost lover
Hear its voice in the birds’ song
See its breath in the time honored leaf dance
My soul opens for it
Welcoming it into my heart
The orgasm known as Fall
Wrapping around me like an old quilt
Familiar like a lost lover
Hear its voice in the birds’ song
See its breath in the time honored leaf dance
My soul opens for it
Welcoming it into my heart
The orgasm known as Fall
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Dwelling Place
How do you know
When the time has come?
All illusions gone
Torn away
Naked...crying soul
Left bare
Alone
Is it a word?
A glance?
Or rather just that empty feeling
Left in the hollows of your heart
Whatever it is...You know
You always do
I am so sick of endings
Pulling the curtain now
Drawing myself into the pain
Knowing this place
All too well
When the time has come?
All illusions gone
Torn away
Naked...crying soul
Left bare
Alone
Is it a word?
A glance?
Or rather just that empty feeling
Left in the hollows of your heart
Whatever it is...You know
You always do
I am so sick of endings
Pulling the curtain now
Drawing myself into the pain
Knowing this place
All too well
Monday, June 11, 2007
Old Lovers
What do you say to your past?
Hi…seems so lacking
A hug
For a moment
His heartbeat feels like home
Then you remember
Hasn’t been home for a very long time
Bodies remember
Souls look back
In a blink of an eye
Fleeting moment
Smiling
“We really should have dinner sometime”
Said without a thought
Smiling again
“Yes call me”
Knowing that it will never happen
You can’t go home again
Realizing…
You don’t want to
Finally
Hi…is enough
Hi…seems so lacking
A hug
For a moment
His heartbeat feels like home
Then you remember
Hasn’t been home for a very long time
Bodies remember
Souls look back
In a blink of an eye
Fleeting moment
Smiling
“We really should have dinner sometime”
Said without a thought
Smiling again
“Yes call me”
Knowing that it will never happen
You can’t go home again
Realizing…
You don’t want to
Finally
Hi…is enough
Friday, June 8, 2007
Breasts
Breasts full and heavy
Breasts of an Earth Mother
Not unmoving mounds of plastic
They were made to be felt
Licked
Sucked
Even on occasion bitten
Love to have a man against them
Feeling his hair on my flesh
Tongue laving tender nipples
Tight peaks
Lips bringing pleasure
Nipples the color of the shell I carry
It’s the color of both my nipples and my lips
Normally it rests on my altar
For some reason
I have been carrying it with me
…
…
Why?
Breasts of an Earth Mother
Not unmoving mounds of plastic
They were made to be felt
Licked
Sucked
Even on occasion bitten
Love to have a man against them
Feeling his hair on my flesh
Tongue laving tender nipples
Tight peaks
Lips bringing pleasure
Nipples the color of the shell I carry
It’s the color of both my nipples and my lips
Normally it rests on my altar
For some reason
I have been carrying it with me
…
…
Why?
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Epitaph
Three letters
Carry weight
Cover so much
Leave nothing to chance
Misinterpretation…never
Once heard
Spoken
Everything changes
Cannot take them back
Might as well be carved in stone
Screen fades to black
Fin
Carry weight
Cover so much
Leave nothing to chance
Misinterpretation…never
Once heard
Spoken
Everything changes
Cannot take them back
Might as well be carved in stone
Screen fades to black
Fin
Friday, May 18, 2007
Audience
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Carpe Diem

Hidden
Fantasies
Dance in the dark
Cloaked from view
Does one invite fantasies into the light?
Where they can unfurl
Weave their primal magic
Release the beast within
Untamed
Free
Or keep them
Chained
Held tight
Is the risk...worth the discovery?
Hand shaking
Reaching out
Flipping the switch
Allowing the light in
Time to dance
Fantasies
Dance in the dark
Cloaked from view
Does one invite fantasies into the light?
Where they can unfurl
Weave their primal magic
Release the beast within
Untamed
Free
Or keep them
Chained
Held tight
Is the risk...worth the discovery?
Hand shaking
Reaching out
Flipping the switch
Allowing the light in
Time to dance
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Beltane
Monday, April 30, 2007
Morpheus
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Limbo
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