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Icey wind blows
snowflakes swirling
'bout my head

Wrapped against the cold
mittens and shawls
my new best friends

The air is clear, brisk
Not a cloud in sight
The wind is still
on this cold
silken night

House becomes harbor
Secure safe and warm
Comfort embraces Us
upon finding Our way home


Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
Minnesota
~Christi Michaels~

Dark Shadows of My Soul
Memories finally revealed,
Yet always known.

Arches set deep within stone
Labored creake of hinges
Massive wooden doors
My breath, heavy just moments before,
quiets upon the entering.
Dark Shadows of My Soul

Three steps down,
Entering the majestic room.
Domed ceilings. Stucco stained
with colors from long, long ago.
I walk towards windows.
Tall, deep n' narrow overlooking My Realm below.
A knowing. A deep seated
rememberance of a life once lived.
Dark Shadows of My Soul

Secrets, locked away in gilded boxes..
Vessels holding unspoken truths
Trap doors leading to dungeons
concealed beneath intricately woven rugs.
Taste of the air. ****** breads,
roasting meat.
Acrid smoke wafting from Soddy hearths
Dark Shadows of My Soul

Raven ringlets cascading.
A waterfall down my open back.
Pearl woven braids
adorn the crown of my head.
My ******* constrained.  
Rising...cresting  
With each breath.
Brocade and lace lay gently
across my hands, kissing my fingers
My neck long, regal. I hold posture of a Princess.  
My full skirts sweep and polish
these stone floors from time till eternity

Will begin the journey.
Delve into this sordid past.
Facing, long at last  
Deamons. Lies of Old
Embracing now
Dark Shadows of One's Soul



Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels. All Rights Reserved.
#ilovedoinglines
Quote from Barnabas Collins,
the Motion Picture: Dark Shadows.
Starring: Johnny Depp, 2012 originating from the
T.V. series Dark Shadows (1966-1971)
  Barnabas Collins, a 175-year-old vampire from Collinsport, Maine. Having bridged the centuries, he has been both an adversary and an ally to his extended family members over the course of several generations.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I loved Ireland. Felt one within the Castles. This peice, though originally a challenge, fulfilled the " Dark Shadows of My Soul"
~Christi Michaels~November 2014~
~ ~ * ~ ~
hard to believe
hearing you say
you did not want me
would not have us
anymore

could not control
the clench of my heart
when you told me
words so few
leave
find someone new

"Old News"
you said I was
"Old News"
and you just
did not want
me anymore

waved your hand
in front of me
to be sure I understood

Could not control
the clench of my heart
when you told me
with words so few
leave
find someone new

"Old News"
you said I was
"Old News"
and you just
did not want me
would not have
us anymore

waved your hand in
front of Me
to be sure I knew
We were not to be
forevermore
~ ~ * ~ ~

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All Rights Reserved.
.
~▪~
30 years
Our lives intricately woven
A tight knit cloth
Now frayed
come undone
by time
neglect
The living of life

How do I resolve my aloneness
Thrive within it
Having yet to
aquire the ability
to withstand the unrequited desire
of companionship once known

Still too painful for me
this akward place
Others have found ease
even solice in this
autonomous reality
An existence to me
so foreign

I keep awaiting for the hurt to subside
believing that Love
will find it's home
once again inside my heart

~▪~

Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
30 years
you stepped
into my room
last night
quietly watching me dream
the warmth of
your breath
floating towards me

hesitation
as emotions fluctuated
a kaliedescope
all the possibilities,
ever changing

I almost felt
then not...
a moment
when we may have
reconnected
yet
your seperation
from me palpable

eyes shut
my hypervigilance
instinctual
protecting my being
knowing
that by opening
myself to you
I may feel
my heart
breaking
once again*

Copyright © October, 2016.
Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
~♢~☆~♢~

A kiss of breath
This delight,
To inhale twilight.
Ride the nightlight to the stars.

To kiss the breath within
each moment
Free from introspection,
doubt and regrets.
It is here, I yearn to dwell.

No fear of neglect.
No fear of offense.
No fear of fear.

Yet, ever vigil,
to a slight variance of mood.
Of circumstance.
Of changes that determine
outcomes and future.

Fear of loss.
Fear of rejection.
Fear of fear.

I succomb to this perception.
Live in accordance
within the rules and structure
that appear to maintain order  
to each of my days

Yet I await, with anticipation...
To kiss the breath within
each moment

This delight.
To inhale twilight.
Ride the nightlight to the stars

~♢~☆~♢~**

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❣ An honor, ThankYou ❣
This delight,
To inhale twilight.
Ride the nightlight to the stars.

To kiss a breath within
each moment
Free from introspection,
doubt and regrets.
It is here, I yearn to dwell.

No fear of neglect.
No fear of offense.
No fear of fear.

Yet, ever vigil,
to a slight variance of mood.
Of circumstance.
Of changes that determine
outcomes and future.

Fear of loss.
Fear of rejection.
Fear of fear.

I succomb to this perception.
Live in accordance
within the rules and structure
that appear to maintain order  
to each of my days

Yet I await, with anticipation...
To kiss a breath within
each moment

This delight.
To inhale twilight.
Ride the nightlight to the stars
~Christi Michaels~November 2014~

A Moment
Luscious,
******
  
The yearning  
Yeilding to it...
Exquisite

Letting go at Last
Emraced in Passion


Then the need to
pull back
from the rawness of it all   


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All Rights Reserved
~ Christi Michaels~December 2014~

The Evening Sky
Opens to a Canopy of Stars Above
A warm yet cooling breeze
Swirls a gentle Push
Against my Legs
I am waiting once again
To have you acknowledge
My words

This Moment will be much Easier
If I stay Quite
Just Listen
Bite my Tongue n'
Swallow my Thoughts
When you Speak
Knowing it best to Withhold
My Reactions
My Opinions

I have become Numb now to it All
Apprehension fills my throat
When I am moved to Speak.

So much easier to look
To the Stars and Moon
for a Comfortable
Sharing of thoughts



 Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
Today there was a
Tenderness
Been hidden for So Long

As if you Actually Saw Me
a Moment
Before You were Gone

You were Present
You felt Grounded
What you Expressed to Me

How I Wish this could Linger
Close as We Should Be

Been so Long
Since You
Have
Noticed

Been so Long
Since you Have
Wanted

Been so Long
Since you Have
Lovingly
Cast your Gaze
Upon Me

Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
Long term Marriages/ Comitttments,, can take there toll. The One you truly Love the most, can get lost in the hugeness of life and forget the gentlness so very essential, once shared with Thee.
Head tilted
Lips to the sky
Silhouette of Strength.
Ancient Truths
Resonate within

Standing tall
Shoulders wide
Stance solid~ strong and wise
Knowing what
has come before

Heart open
Deep of vision
Seeing forward~back
Layers of time

Fully present
Embracing all
Your being, Your soul
Beating a rhythm that trancends
this earth~this universe
Weaving us together as One*


Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
Ancestral Beings
Head tilted
Lips to Sky
Silhouette of Strength
Ancient Truths
Resonate within

Shoulders wide
Stance solid~ strong and wise
A Knowing of what
has come before

Heart open
Deep of vision
Seeing forward~back
Layers of time

Fully present
Embracing all
Your being, Your soul
Beating a rhythm that trancends
this earth~this universe
Weaving us together as One*


Copyright © 7/15/2015
Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
Ancestral Beings
're-post
《☆ Ode to Miller Spring ☆》

I have traveled this road.
I have traveled this road since
first I came to be here.
This journey was
my awakening to the
new existence I would step into.

Foreign to me
the illustrious homes.
Dripping willows, old oaks, poplars...
Perfectly kept grounds.
Checkerboard patterns carved
into lush grass.

This road is winding.
One needs to go slowly.
Families, children, animals, 
all enjoy this path.

The winds blow at this highest point,
up above the Glacial Basin
that forms the river below.
Before farmland,
home to
Ojibwe,
Lakota.

The Spring
The deep Spring of Healing
Ancient, pouring forth
from the center of the Earth.

This road, brought me to a
place of solitude...
An open space.
Land of possibilities.

I have traveled this road. 
I have traveled this road
since first I came to be here.
This road has led me to the new existence
I have stepped into.

Perfectly kept grounds
checkerboard patterns carved
in lush grass.

The wind blows at this
highest point,
up above the Glacial Basin,
that forms the river below.
Before farmland,  
home to
Ojibwe,
Lakota.

The Spring
The deep Spring of Healing.
Ancient, pouring forth from
the center of the Earth.
This Spring, that quenched
my family's thirst.
This Spring, that pulled my
people here,
so many years ago.

A road brought me to
this place of solitude.
An open space.
A land of Dreams.

I wonder,
what Dreams,
this land
will hold for me?

☆●⊙●☆●⊙●☆●⊙●☆
~July 2014~May 2015~
2nd Edition
Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.

"Miller Spring" is a pure crystalline-rock aquifer that has been revered by all peoples blessed to live within it's reach. The tribes of the Ojibwe and Lakota shared the spring. It was called the "Sweet Spring of Healing Waters" This spring was also shared with Settlers as they arrived. When the land was owned, the spring has always been made accessible, to All People. It should be noted that this spring water is exceptionally clear,
crisp and has a sweet bright taste
It is delicious!
To this day Miller Spring is available to all.
It's icy cold waters gush forth 24/7~365
days a year out of a well by the side
of the road, down about a mile
from my home.

I actually live in a modest house
on two original acres of this
beautiful land, which is now
bordered by five "illustrious" homes.
We moved here from the
City in the year 2000
Living in the suburbs was the
"New Existence" I had stepped into...
▪○●☆●○▪

memories still close
babies suckled from my *******
so dear and tender


▪○●☆●○▪
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All Rights Reserved.
Most Precious Time of my Life...Feeding Precious Beings from my Body...
* * *
baby girl
grown up now
again on her own
magnificent in her being
has become a tortured soul

some things don't seem fair
shouldn't have happened this way
are things as they should be?
that's what the wise ones say

watching your
sweet love child struggle
to make it through each day
such heart break to see a life
unfold this way

I hope and I pray
I hope and pray each and every day
she will choose this life
that she will choose to stay



Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
you came out rosie
and turned to blue

shots to immunize...
shocked the health out of you..

sharp corner called
your toddlers tender lip

invincible, you flew  
shoulder met earth
half way round  
hard into the cold ground

meningitis settled in
lymes not far behind
both with fevers and
lots of tears...thought we
might lose you at 9

3 concussions within 2 years
being pulled off the hill
snow packed up to your ears
                      
daddy went to prison
anguish and pain
forced your decision
To become so thin

running through corn fields
dazed and confused..
up for 3 days, don't 'member
what'd been done to you

boyfriend deals..big guy in town
love him so much
you go down..
2 federal offenses..is he still around?

attempted ****** and ****
left you damaged beyond
all so overwhelming
you look for ways to drown
anything to block the pain
you twirl round and round and round

got pulled back from
the edge last night.
a needle in your arm
announced dead till
policeman felt you warm...

Oh My Darlin
Oh My Sweet
Such a Beautiful Soul trying to
Fly Free
I Call to Your Perfect Self..
Come Back
Please Come Back
Please Come Back to Me**


Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels
All Rights Reserved.
Beyond the Beauty Life holds for us All
▪▪☆▪☆▪▪
Surround Sound.
Big Bass Boom in my heart,
Brings home.
Self evident,
this hollow space
still waiting for your Love.

Years upon years
our cavern deepens.
Rough cut by rivers of tears.
Torrents actually.
They change nothing,
to quell fears and aloneness
Oh, the loneliness

This vantage has grown old.
Void of intimacy or tenderness.
No craggy wall to latch onto.
Retreat not an option,
nor a reachable rock in sight
to secure a safe escape.

Time to wave arms high!
Burn the SOS fire,
bright to the sky!
Let out a mighty Scream!

Yet...
An empty echo
settles the truth.
Big Bass Boom in my Heart

▪▪☆▪☆▪▪

Copyright © 2017.
Christi Michaels.
MoonFlower-Fluer de Luna
All Rights Reserved.
Makes no sense to Me
Throwing Themselves
into Crowds
Crazy "BLACK FRIDAY"

How could this Happen?
Black Friday is now Thurday
Goodbye Thanksgiving

Black Friday is Here
Scariest Day of the Year
You Could be Trampled**

▪○●☆●♡♢♡●☆●○▪
Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
Black Friday Haiku(s) (Re-Post)
{10a~10b~10c}
~ Christi Michaels ~
* * * *
*Darkest Night
EARTH SO BLACK
  SNOW SO WHITE 
Miles n' Miles
Eyes Dry
Heart Pounds
Invisible Elusive
BLACK ICE
Highway Hums
Eyes Pierced
Blinding Light
Pounding Heart
Darkest Night
Black Road
Snow White

White Snow
Road Black
Darkest Night
Pounding Heart
Lights Blind
Peircing Eyes
Hum o' Highway
Elusive Invisible
  BLACK ICE
Heart Pounding
Dry Eyes
Miles 'n Miles
White Snow
Road Black
Darkest of
Dark Nights
EARTH SO BLACK
  SNOW SO WHITE
BLACK ICE
ripe wild blueberries
nestled under tall fir trees
sweet **** juice bursts forth


Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
Haiku#6
feels so beautiful
your warm breath upon my neck
fall into your arms*


Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reservedi
breath
Love is omnipresent
breathe in...
                   ... exhale
finding perfect joy in the surrender
welcome this river of clarity
to permeate...
                                  ... to quench
every fiber of your being
knowing
Love is omnipresent


~Christi Michaels~January 2015~
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All Rights Reserved.
~ω~⊙~ω~

I am here waiting
breathless anticipation
dew of morn anew


~ω~⊙~ω~⊙~ω~

Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
breathless {senryu#14}
▪○●☆●○▪
bronze hand alludes towards
path entering nirvana
ecstasy awaits

▪○●☆●○▪

Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
senryu
Anger
Rage at Everything
Anything
Dissatistisfaction
Disappointment
Afflics the Sensory Receptors
Of Your Mind.

Except when you talk with certain Friends
laugh with your TV Shows,
Find a Tool you've left behind

Distance
Resistance
Displeasure
Judging
To Determine Fault in all things

Disgusted
Enraged
Blinded by Hate
Troubled
Always Bothered
No time to Visit or Date

Irritation towards Feelings that
Others may Have
Not interested
No concern
For the Path of Emotional Ruin
Left behind

Outrage!
Outrage!

Yes
You have become This Blind

Might as Well
You just Might as Well
You might as Well
With All your Anger
JUST...
BURN IT ALL DOWN


Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
Free Verse
Anger truly causes a separation of the Soul.
butterfly hovers
sweetest nectar pollen branch
light wind changes course


Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
Haiku #8
Come into my arms
Open wide, filled with love
For you

For you
a home of gentle knowing
Strong to see you through

Come into my arms
So I may wrap you in
My warmth

My warmth
Touches tender recesses of
Your heart

Your heart
Need not hurt or stand guard
Against judgement

Come into my arms
Open wide, filled with love
For you


Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels. 
All Rights Reserved
Revision above 'come into'
Much better after editing, yes?
come into my open arms
filled with love
a home of gentle knowing
strong to see you through

come into my arms so I may
wrap you in my warmth
touching tender recesses
of your heart

no need to stand guard
against hurt or judgement
come into my arms
filled with love


Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels. 
All Rights Reserved
A 're-write of Come In...
Extending love and support to all
those we touch with our presence.
Leaving hurts and judgments behind.
▪◇▪ ▪◇▪

her cough
is a song

her silence
is that of healing

i hope
i hope

she is here
near enough
for me to hear

the sighs
i welcome her sighs
her
tired bones

i send hugs
to the next room
blow sweet kisses

there will be
no acknowledgement
it matters not

her cough
is a song
to me

▪◇▪▪◇▪

Copyright © 2017.
Christi Michaels.
MoonFlower-Fluer de Luna
All Rights Reserved.
There is no understandin' for Crazy Makin'
                It just is, what it is, what it is...
There is no formula to fix things so broke
                It just is, what it is, what it is...

There are no words to express,
when the shootin' starts and your the target.
All you can do is take cover and hope your
ear drums don't pop.
When you become the focus of all
disappointment and anger...
No way to rest in that.
No way to heal there. 
No way to breath comfortably any more...

Where do we find the strength to escape.
Put our blown up parts back together again.
What if we are too ****** and damaged
to connect the pieces.
How do you mend a heart ripped to shreads
I ask this....

What then,
What then... Cuz,
               It just is what it is what it is....


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All Rights Reserved.
Crazy Makin'
'
There is no understandin' for Crazy Makin'
                It just is, what it is, what it is...
There is no formula to fix things so broke
                It just is, what it is, what it is...

There are no words to express,
when the shootin' starts and your the target.
All you can do is take cover and hope your
ear drums don't pop.
When you become the focus of all
disappointment and anger...
No way to rest in that.
No way to heal there.  
No way to breath comfortably any more...

Where do we find the strength to escape.
Put our blown up parts back together again.
What if we are too ****** and damaged
to connect the pieces.
How do you mend a heart ripped to shreads

I ask this....
What then,
What then... Cuz,
               It just is what it is what it is....


Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
RE-POST
I was in a car accident in September.
I suffered a severe concussion.
Though my body is rattled and
bruised, I believe will heal fine.
I am getting extensive therapy
and treatment.
My brain on the other hand is having
a bit more difficulty pulling it together.
Words don't line up, thoughts are
confused jumbles of messy patterns
that don't make sense sometimes.
This is very scary to me.
As I write everything on my tablet
or my android phone, looking at the
screen hurts my eyes and my brain.
I am very sad as of late. Have been
crying (more than usual). Head
hurts all the time. Getting lost a lot,
like when I drive etc etc etc. Writing
backwards. Everything written,
looks like it is at a slant (yuck).
And I have developed a Very significant,  
interesting stutter. Fascinating really...
All I want to do is sleep...
(which I have become very good at)
and to be held...
(just isn't in the mix right now).

I may try reposting some of my
old work at this time, until I'm better.
I will do my best to check in on the Dailies. 
I need to stay away from reading and
commenting. : ((  : ((  : ((   At least for now.
I am Sure, I Will Get Better!!!
☆●♡♢♡●☆

I need you all to know how much
I've come to Love and Appreciate my HP Family.
One of the best gifts I have given
Myself. Also, I am trying to join
Kalypso and Gang with Our collection
of Poems on Sound Cloud.
If I can ever figure it out
♡ Peace and Love ♡
▪○●☆♡♢♡☆●○▪
Christi~ MoonFlower~ Fluer de Luna
.~Christi Michaels~March 2015~

~ present in many forms ~
~ insidious mindset of need ~
~ casting tenticled web ~
~ once pulled in ~
~ your wrapped ~ trapped ~
~ doesn't have to be a substance ~
~ something you ingest ~
~ forced into your body~
~ through innocent skin ~

- one can be addicted~
~to the desire of love ~
~ yearn of recognition ~
~ appreciation ~
~ validation ~
~ exhausted ~ heart wrecked ~
~ eventually ~ there is no rest ~
~ illusions ripped away~
~ you're left with ~
~ destruction ~ malfunction~
~ you've become sick in every way ~

dependant devotion
does no one any good.
when it's used to try to fix things
that can't be fixed by you
It's a difficult lesson to learn
letting your loved ones fall
to realize the truth
That lays beneath it all



Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
~ω~⊙~ω~ dependant devotion ~ω~⊙~ω~
~ • ~ • ~
slippery when wet
catching salmon in your hands
life quivers within
~ • ~ • ~

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All Rights Reserved
Haiku/ Senryu
envelop my heart
enfold my being
cocoon me in kindness
cover my doubts
encompass my thoughts
cloak my vulnerabilities
shroud my fears
enclose me in Love
shield my tenderness     
encase my charms
veil my uncertainties
engulf me in your arms
swathe me with tenderness
encircle my energy
sheathe me from harm
envelop my heart
enfold my being
envelop my heart
envelop me

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All Rights Reserved.
envelop my heart
Condensation
Formed the Cloud
That caused the Rain
To Fall
Gathering Force
Gathering Speed
Gravity pulling them down

Banging the roof
Pounding cement
Soaking into Grass

Washing Trees
Flowing with ease
Hungry to Kiss the Earth

Falling...........The Descent
Unexpected yet
Predetermined
Power in numbers
Joining into One
Filling Rivers
Lakes
The Dry parched ground

All hungry
Ravenous
Having waited For This moment
To Welcome
Ethereal Tears from Heaven


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All Rights Reserved
***!Rain...Aah Cha Cha- Cha Cha!***
* * * *
I saw my reflection
in an ethereal mirror
My face I could see
vision so clear

blending with all eternity

Ripples of light
emanating forth
Ancestors behind me
a knowing loving force

ribbons in hues of celestial colors

Held within faces
of all humankind
blending perfectly
from the beginning of time

my blood tracing back to first mother

Acknowledging all strength
from beauty now shown
Acknowledging truth
I have always known

I carry all within my heart
I carry all within my mind
Knowledge of survival, truth, divine
I release my consciousness from
earthly tethers

I choose to surrender
I choose to surround
myself with
Pure Love
Pure Light
Pure Sound


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Introspective Reflections
~Christi Michaels~March 2015~
«¤» «⊙» «¤»

I watch over
your embrace of
everlasting slumber
fear has left
spirit released to wander
strength surrounds 
your labyrinth unfolds
Illusion of quiet
amongst memories retold

suspended breath
sacred moments left
translucent skin
muscles soft and flesh
artistry of your journey
open to hearts that see
place of tender remembrance
sacred and loved eternally


«~⊙~» «ω⊙ω» «~⊙~»

Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
foot note:i
I am often with my clients to the
end of their time being here,
after living and/or suffering for so long,
This is a blessing and as it should be.
I always feel honored to be by their side,
bringing all Love to surround them,
on their Journey.
~Christi Michaels~March 2015~
«¤» «⊙» «¤»

I watch over
your embrace of
everlasting slumber
fear has left
spirit released to wander
strength surrounds  
your labyrinth unfolds
Illusion of quiet
amongst memories retold

suspended breath
sacred moments left
translucent skin
muscles soft and flesh
artistry of your journey
open to hearts that see
place of tender remembrance
sacred and loved eternally


«~⊙~» «ω⊙ω» «~⊙~»

Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
Re-Post
I am often with my clients to the
end of their time being here,
after living and/or suffering for
so long. The Passing is a Blessing
as it should be. I feel
honored to be by their side,
bringing all Love to surround
them, on their Journey.
~Christi Michaels~January 2015~

Tumultuous
Vortex Surrounds
Black Smoky Veil
Hovering over Hope
Fear Factor so Insidious
Overwhelmingly
Contagious
Invasive
Blocking all Light
Defying Illumination

Will My Seed of Aspiration
Become Thwarted by a Maelstrom
Unseen Before Now
I Defer to Powers that Be
To Come Beside
Inviting inside Me
Innate Knowledge
All Strength Needed to See
This Tempestuous Storm Down



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Fear Factor
Forever Young**
Written and arranged and recorded by:
Bob Dylan

May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
**Forever Young**
Written and arranged by:
Bob Dylan
~Christi Michaels~January 2015~

Exquisite
Rays of Illumination
Beams of Beauty
Transparent
Bright

Sunset Hues Veil
Presence
Infinite
Gateway to The Divine

Takes My Breath away
Mesmerized by the Sight
The Sky opens
offering radiant
Hands of Light


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When I was a little girl and the Rays of Light would spill down from the sky peeking through the clouds..we would call it "Jesus Light", just like in the paintings!
{Yes...I was raised Catholic}
now am Spiritual..One with The Light
Falling...
Down deep into downy
Finding solice, amidst the
arms of my beloved.
Into warmth, my heart opening.
Once again, stepping off a
cliff Into love.
A moment, believing I am
safe, in what was once
My emotional sanctuary.

Falling...
Down deep into reality.
Honoring the integrity
of my heart.
Protecting, my tender self
from an illusion,
a memory of sanction.
Once again, stepping
off a cliff into love.
A refuge I painfully yearn
for, yet stopping myself
before I land into unsafe
harbor once again.


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If only your arms
Held me true again
Our lips and
bodies entwined~
If we could remember
language once shared.
Find our rhythm divine

Yet we have climbed
these ravaged cliffs
Heartbreak Chasm
between~
A fragile bridge
of diminished connect
Crossed only in my dreams

Older now
in this state of suspense
To watch our love fall away~
A tender time for both of us
This loss of each
Precious day


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ThankYou all so much for reading
The Daily. I appreciate your
stopping by to say Hello!!!
♡☆●○●☆♡♢♡☆●○●☆-♡

This is about the loss of a long term,
once intimate, emotionally
committed and "forever"  relationship.
▪♢▪
I hover above as
you write and ponder.
Visit your buffaloes
and assorted natural wonders.
Array of rocks 'n shells
Feathers, Eagle, Hawk.
Turkey and Peacock.
Your collection of critters,
they all welcome me.
Savion is busy and so, not
bothered in the least by my presence, 
though it would be such a lovely
moment to meet her...
My memories gleefully
take a hitch on the back of yours.
I playfully wonder if I shall be noticed..
as you are yet unaware of my decision,
upon invitation, to join you.

I love to travel...any way I can.
Today, this is the trip for me!
Memory at will. To visit with a
color, a scent, a touch, a hurt, a joy.
To explore a
memory yet unopened.

Woodlands, Wetlands and Deserts
Descending deep into the
Canyons, down to the river.
While here, venture the rapids.
Then, on to the Dead Sea and the Rose
colored Himalayan Salt Caves.
Dolphins to visit and sing
in chorus, beneath the ocean waters.
Oh, how I have missed them.

As is the luxury of Memory travel,
We are weightless and soundless. 
Have no odor, can swim and fly.
We are able at will, to tap into
Ancient Knowledge. The memories
that have come before us,
our gift as a shared consciousness.

We visit our happiest of times.
A delight to have and to hold.
Often, we become immersed in the
our most troubled experiances.
Reliving them over and over.
We are able to reroute a memory
at will,for our pleasure or to
indulge in pain, or a blame.

Our minds are a rich labyrinth of
hopes, dreams and remembrances.
Join in the fun. You can at will.
Thanks for taking this
little trip with me.
▪♢▪

Posting of 'Memory' by W L Winter.
It is  posted below "Hitchin' a Ride"
Or find with link
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1310736/memory/
Or just take a visit on over to
W.L.Winter's site
and luxuriate in the
Bountiful Beauty of his Poetry.
My response to W L Winter's Poem 'Memory'
♡ An invitation worth taking ♡
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1310736/memory/
Long wooden book shelf on the floor.
Open spaces filled with treasures
collected by my brother and three sisters.

Our toys lived there
that we all shared.
Made to last and so special.

Pots and pans hidden in
the corners of Mama's cupboards,
pulled out in excited anticipation

along with wooden spoons and
anything that would bang.
Our band in full swing, joyously loud.

Tables and scattered chairs
covered in blankets n' sheets,
created our own secret room.

Fabric walls secured by old books
Decorated comfy with pillows
from our beds
We were invisible to the world

Made it so easy to run away...
to our home away from home

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Remembering to Remember #1
Yes, I did enter
Willingly
Knowing myself
To Be...
Magical Strong,
An Exotic
Till the reflections back
Became all I could see

Stretched
Squashed 
Pulled sideways
Lost within
The House of Mirrors

This Distortion
Became my Reality
Stopped seeing the Self
I once knew to be true
Only Cracks
Faults 
Seem to show thru

It came to be
I began to believe
Distorted reflections
Looking back at me
It came to be
This Maze of Mirrors
Had finally swallowed Me

Till the Moment I Emerged
Seduced by Sound
Drawn to the Light
Sunshine and Warmth
Told the truth
Of my Being
This Place
Where I Matter
Possess Purpose
Grace

Have decided Now
That I''ve made it back
Made it back and
Found my way
Have decided
Now
That I have made
it back
This is where
I Choose to Stay


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When we get lost, it seems so hopeless, till we change our View. Choose to look out the "Good" Window
I Wanna a Man that wants Me
Laying in his bed 
Soft curls nestled
just beneath his head
Long legs wrapped
'round Mine
holding me tight
Pulling us down into the
soft nest of night

In His strong soft arms I would lay
Till morning meets the misty break of day.

I Need a Man that loves the way
I smell, taste and breath
Cares for what I want
Considers what I need
Enjoys the way I form my thoughts
Listens to my dreams

I Wish a Man that accepts me
My peculiar ways.
treats like I am precious
In his strong arms I would Lay
Till morning kisses meet
The misty break of day

I Dream of a Man capable
accepting love from Me
Enjoys the way I touch His skin
Knows how Good things can be

Most of all I want a Man
That wants to be loved too
A Man that never
hesitates to say
"Woman, I Love You"


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I Wanna Man
~Christi Michaels~February 2015~
~ω~⊙~ω~

I will not cry
repeat
I will not die
assure
Over and over
Till my heart misses a beat
And all I have held so dear
Year after year
Now falls apart with every
single tear


~ω~ω~⊙~ω~ω~
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The Breaking of A Tender Loving Heart
I breathe this crisp
clean Fall air
I sensed the calm
surround Me
Envelop Me in it's
colorful embrace

Thought I was loved here
Safe in Heart
Safe in Home

Now the colors are blurred...
Not because of the
magic of a season
No...it is because I
Was not prepared
for the changes to come

An ice storm hit when
I was not looking.
Shards of sharpness,
embedded deep
An Ice Pick, uninvited...**


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