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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

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

Sunset tonight
the burnt orange sky
was impressed
with darkening lavender bruises...

and
I thought of you

Everlasting       While Night's smile lingers,
    as he pursues the moon nestled deep within the sparkling sky-
                place your dreams in a kiss upon your hand and whisper them softly skyward.
    Waiting, I shall catch them with my smile and hide them within my heart,
           keeping them warm with the breath of my erratic heartbeat.
       But, as only the best things do, it will only last as long as forever.
       Forever is all I have to offer.
      While the distance between us and Forever creeps steadily forward,
I will gently descend into your silence and know;
           your desires, I will fulfill.

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.

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.

&

Siren of SummerI am the princess of the grass
   when summer comes calling.
Naked toes curling deep
into the verdant blades of the land;
this is my kingdom.

My subjects are the bees and multicolored moths
   of gold, cobalt and russet.
The gossiping birds soar into my court
bringing tales from afar
of love and death and life.

I make my bed among the sweet smelling wild flowers
   and whisper my dreams
to the insects close by.
We watch the parade of clouds
as they sail through the sky.

I am content to be.
I am content in me.

I find the sun wishes to court me,
   t

Finding Peaceshe is like a golden sickle
piercing dark purple velvet,
carving a place for diamonds
to dance and fly.

observing her rise and descent,
I dream of dwelling in the curve of her breast
feeling each stroke against the night,
lying in that silent sacred bow.

I marvel, watching diamonds fall
absorbing their heat as they brush my face,
illuminating my endless wonder-
I revel in her magic, her power.

Love ProsetryI am living a lost life, caught somewhere in-between a field of dreams and a den of nightmares.  Something awful has happened, something beautiful.   The collision of the two has left me speechless, drifting in a semi-state of silent insanity and wordless wonder.

Expression dripped elsewhere in the absence of speech.  I made a decision. I took a giant silent step.

I wrote something for you today. But…I decided your eyes will never see the words.  I doubt you would find fault with the style, flow or meter; they glide like an eagle soaring on the thermals, smooth and majestic and pleasing.

sweet companion

I grasp the fleeting fingers

of solitude

in a desperate tenuous grasp

Covered secrets
embedded deep-
[an amber existence]
fragments of me trapped inside,
just as petrified.

©24 Jan 2012 dragon-fly-to-me All rights reserved

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

RegretUnder a crooked tree, she waits.
A brilliant blue sky beckons, but her sight is filled with gray.
The sun shines golden, but she and her heart remain
forever frozen.

On the crest of a hill, is a dark hard place
kept company by a lonely soul and an unmarked grave.
Deep green grass belies the image of life where
none remains.

Cold clenching fingers lie stiff in her lap
scrubbed clean but her mind remembers them scarlet.
Forever drenched in red, she waits under that
crooked tree.

Once there were songs and beauty and life buoyed by hope.
Then forever was wiped out by discord and hate and death
bred next to the place where love

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

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.

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Runaway

by *dragon-fly-to-me, Oct 30, 2011, 11:58:27 AM
Literature / Poetry / Nature / Free Verse

Sunlight and shadows
wink and wave
as you loosen your
grip upon her hand,
   palms sliding
   fingers slipping to tips
and then
s
  e
p
   a
       r
a
  t
i
   o
        n
to a memory
to an ever increasing
thin sliver of air;
-warmth fading-
cool air and space
invading.

lose her
-wordlessly-
without a kiss goodbye
or backwards glance,
amid the cool golden wood
on fire.
a place where
-sometimes-
gray clouds,
low in the sky,
spu t t er
glistening graceful raindrops
that
   f
  a
    l
   l
beyond the heavy veil.
-caressing -
-dripping-
from crimson and orange reflections,
onto the multicolored carpet below.
nature cries her tears upon
summers lush verdant
heated memory
of weeks gone by.

away she goes,
lost to the forest
feet balanced upon
the fragrance
  of decay,
     of the future,
of new life!
she is a nymph, a vision
living in a place of renewal,
the old forever
-replacing-
-building-
a pathway for creation.

So dream her away;
forget the warmth her hand
once brought.
she was never yours
to begin with;
never meant for forever.

Runawayby *dragon-fly-to-me

Literature / Poetry / Nature / Free Verse

for those that like the photo, but not the poem, lol...I know I know. just ignore me. LOL.

I had to write something about autumn.

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~life-flashes Nov 9, 2011

the poem is perfect with this image. wonderful collaboration. Love the poem!!

*dragon-fly-to-me Nov 9, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you so much, Emily!!
I am happy you love it!

~life-flashes Nov 10, 2011

most welcome!

~uturn190 Nov 9, 2011

Beautiful pic and poem.

*dragon-fly-to-me Nov 9, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

thanks, dear.

I am glad you like it.
I really...this is a piece of me.

*halcyonshores Nov 9, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

A little feature dear Jessica [link]

*dragon-fly-to-me Nov 9, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

Dove...dear...

Have a good weekend away.
Quiet moments, sweets.
Enjoy them...

*halcyonshores Nov 21, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you Jess..
It's been way more than a weekend and hardly quiet
but I find my way back here when and as I can.

I hope this week is kind to you dear.

*dragon-fly-to-me Nov 23, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

Find some peace, Dove...
This place is always going to be here.

It is didn't begin that way, but I can see some hope shining.

*halcyonshores Nov 26, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Cheers to hope and peace, even when fleeting.

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