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Uncharted

    tonight

cradling lonesome to my naked breast

he found me on the edge of midnight
   an uncharted land, waiting to be discovered.

mountains, plains and valleys
   an untamed river yet to be named,
laid forth before his questing spirit.

he was the solitary envoy,
   a master at discovery,
   occupying with permission the humid lush rainforest
and quenching the desert thirst.

determined, he left nothing in darkness
   uncovering every crook and crevice
and bathing them in light and heat.

&

Without Grace~February 1998~

Both of my hands rest on the gentle swell of my abdomen. Standing in front of the window above the sink, I draw invisible magic circles on the skin over the baby girl nestled inside my expanding body. I stare out the window at nothing, while a tiny smile plays upon my lips. My eyes may not see, but my imagination is in full swing; I am dreaming wide awake. It is a parent's natural inclination. I see puppies, ribbons and lace, school buses, tears, phones, boys, books and hands clasped with matching gold bands.

We are close, she and I. We share the same breath, the same nourishment. She startles when I do and she doesn't

UnexploredI have never aspired
   to be a woman of mystery

I am
     just a woman

   the person I am
   the things I want
   the mechanisms that make me me

are clearly seen in my writing and photography
the act of knowing is uncomplicated
   but perhaps not simple
irregardless
   it all waits for discovery

I am not hiding
   (but you have to look)
I will answer your questions
   (but you have to ask)
I will tell

What do you see?there are things you cannot see
while your eyes are open
  I learned this lying in the grass

there are things we don't see
with our eyes wide open
  I learned this sitting at your feet

there are truths we don't recognize
that stare us in the face
  I realized this
when
you
walked
away

some things shouldn't be taught
some things can't be unlearned
   I discovered this (when I remembered)
to
believe
in
me

DreamingShe twists and twines
her tiny fingers in my hair,
wiggling and weaving
a magic spell there.

A daughter's spell.

Casting dreams to be born
behind her mother's eyes
leading them down the path of truth
never paved in lies.

Her eyes close with sleep
and her fingers go slack.

What do you dream, heart of mine?

Simple things I hope-
crayons and a cat of white
butterflies and books
a flower garden with bees in flight.

Is that too much for a mother to ask?

As her tiny hand slips from my hair,
I silently ask other things
wondering what tomorrow brings.

Who will you be?
Will you wear white?
Can we count more smi

I am a Hearta dichotomy of existence.
fragile and yet power filled;
breath fueling while stimulating life
defined by more than physiology, beyond biology.

life and death dividing,
pierce me with metal or word, and I bleed.
the ultimate unseen witness to each thought and every action.
broken, still healing in fused pieces the world leaves behind.
I am a heart.

worn for the world to see,
I shine from behind a child's eyes,
cherish lovers with passion's kiss
and comfortably wrap friendship with love.

I am more than a muscle, my numbered days unknown.
I take in all you see, that which you embrace,
and hold tomorrows aspirations safe in this dark mysteri

Happy BirthdayHer pen, it drips
And then
Pleads words to the
Page. willing those who read to
Yearn and feel

Brilliant she shines
In a gloomy world
Radiant, kind and good
Today we remember the day of
Her birth
Deliberately, I raise my glass
And toast to all the goodness
You bring to this place called life.

TemptatiousI am
  delicate and yielding
like a memory wrapped in mussed silk crimson sheets
   legs intertwined
   thighs demanding

I am
   as strong as steel
forged by the heat of your hands and the melt of your mouth
   fingers seeking
   eyes searching

I am
  exposed and fragile
like the delicate rushing point just before the crashing climax
   lips parted
   tongues sparring

I am
   simplistic complexity
bound by the power of chemistry, beyond the point of return

Friendship's Songmy sky is waiting for you
  a billion stars shining bright
  blanketed upon an endless unfurling velvet night

my eyes are searching for you
  anticipating that sunny fate-filled day
  two fine friends will meet, a million words to say

my seas remain open to you
  mysterious and calm wave upon wave
  a thousand memories waiting to be made and saved

my land exists to comfort you
  peace and rest linger for your claiming
  a hundred empty moments seem to be remaining

my land, my seas, my eyes, my sky
  combine to shape a hopeful invitation
&#

Splendid...
resist the inclination to offer muted design.
commit your vibrant beautiful stasis
and
I will gorge and drown,
dying in an effervescent
wave of exquisite
splendor.
...
revive me,
i will die all over again
until i cannot
...

Silver lined dreamswhen dawn breaks tinged with sorrow

We are

internally dwelling creatures
caught in a maudlin stream.

We believe

our pain is unique and selfishly
overlook the simple
unvarnished truth.

&

sweet companion

I grasp the fleeting fingers

of solitude

in a desperate tenuous grasp

Verbalize Ask me.
Just be brave and ask the damn question, for God's sake!
But first, pull your bloody claws from the marrow of my bones once and for all, won't you?
The years have left my unseen skin covered in a million bruises
from words hurled and tossed and weighed against time and I,
both of us guilty as sin, in your brown flecked green irises.
You sought to collect for damages,
seeking some restitution you thought you were owed
against the both of us.
She seems to have fared better than I,
immune and apathetic, carrying her burden without a backwards glance.
I need a little of what she has.

So ask.
Drape

DesirousDesirous—
     enveloping and preserving, we
fall into an endless age of
soft skin
rough hands
and stars that blind
behind closed eyes.

Time Divides—
     a great gulf churns,
filled with a cacophony of our secrets,
needs and desires separating the press of today from
soft skin
rough hands
and your dark eyes that bind me.

Like A Mirror.
     the sweetest sighs
layered upon, drenched within and
threaded through,
my soft skin
with your rough hands and resonant voice-
hearing my heart's desire through the shroud of this surface.

See. Behold. Embrace. Entwi

Velocitythe velocity at which
my heart propelled itself
forward and out
of the shelter and protection
    of my flesh
    of my bones
left me mute.
stunned.
lost in bloody
disarray.

damn.

I am woman enough
to admit it is a
    painful
    messy
slippery business,
attempting to force it back
into its rightful place.
but-
I am
working on it.

damn. squared.

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Of Love and Lightening Bugs

by *dragon-fly-to-me, Jul 13, 2011, 1:23:53 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Mommy, I love you so bad
she whispers, with her arms wrapped tightly around me.

   her cherub face looks up into mine-
   springing auburn curls
   and sparkling hazel eyes
   a nose sprinkled with kisses from the sun
   the biggest smile you would never want to dim
   shared especially with me.

Mommy, can I catch a lightening bug and keep it forever?
her words echo into the diminishing sunset.

   I turn away while the words linger for a moment and then fade away
   and the lightening bugs dance on the tops and stalks of wheat.
   She flitters at my feet, much like them
   difficult to capture and impossible to contain.
   So confident she is, and wistful am I, I hate to disappoint her but say anyway,

I'm sorry, little one.  Lightening bugs can't live forever.

Of Love and Lightening Bugsby *dragon-fly-to-me

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

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Last night...I was gloomy in my bed since I had just had my wisdom teeth removed.
I was looking out the window at that gray clouds thinking...sheesh they are gloomy too.
But I saw that far to the west there was just a ribbon of blue sky.
And I hoped. I hoped that once the sun hit it, the show would be breath taking.
Sometimes God smiles on me.

Two things relieved my gloom last night...
They are both shown here.