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Feb 2020 · 124
Beauty of Expression
Florina Hanson Feb 2020
Master expression, abstract creation
We bring it onto canvas and paper.
What triggers such beautiful art?
From birth channeled thru our senses
Visual or otherwise without seeing
Blindness will not hinder expression
On the contrary, creation is life itself.
Our minds are filled with memories
Flourishing desires will fire our will
It is our destiny to share these stories
From past generations and cultures,
Story telling in many forms and shapes.
They inspire a nation and fulfills a void
Enchanted mediums capture our soul.
We strive to perfect this art, but fail
It is meant to stir much needed emotion.
Feb 2020 · 107
Happiness
Florina Hanson Feb 2020
So many questions, so many thoughts.
At the end of each day we decide to rest.
Every chapter is written in suspense
As our future is unknown which is best.

We take a moment to review the past
Wishing we were different or be someone else.
Thriving to acquire every ounce of wealth
Choosing riches over health.

Back and forth, each page is turned,
Erasing few words may change the rest.

Wondering if anyone will read our quest.
By the time we finish writing the book
This life has passed us by oh well...

How do we decide the importance of our age?
The answer is to be happy day by day.
Within happy moments we learn
Our journeys become something else.

Less struggles to impress the rest.
Freeing our mind from insanity is best.
Walking away from pressure of the press,
Happiness comes with a price tag

Can we afford it in this lifetime?
Maybe I am wrong to point this out.
Whatever price is asked for happy times
Just pay, it will be worth the cost.

No more questions, no more thoughts,
Life has been beautiful from the start.
Explore every corner of our new found world
Don't let anyone bring you down.

Who knows what they say or think?
Let them talk, one day they will turn around
Only because happiness is contagious to the rest.
Feb 2020 · 132
Fire
Florina Hanson Feb 2020
Crack-ling, vivid energized flames,

Burst into unthinkable shapes.

Sparks of golden glowing waves

Warmth reached, desires unleashed.

Unknown senses surfing, breaching,

Spheres dancing,  shifting places,

Heat devours,  dense blood flows,

Mood changed, passion grows,

Obsessions melt away in rows.

Time stands still. Fire within

Entangled in a labyrinth of dreams.
Feb 2020 · 98
Realms
Florina Hanson Feb 2020
Visualizing a tangible reality
I submerge my energy fully.
Obscure at first, exhausted
I let it come to me naturally.
Without forcing contact
I listen without prevail.
The shielded realm will unveil
I believe in the infinite space.
Possibilities are endless
I take time to understand.
Our minds comprehend it
I think we are never alone.
We are supreme beings
I feel it captivating my soul
Insecurities closes this door.
I must be strong to enter.
A reality I've haven't seen before.
Jan 2020 · 108
Think
Florina Hanson Jan 2020
Betrayed, I vowed revenge
Like a double sword; sharp
Piece by piece, out of order
I swallow my pride in distress
As you left me on the ground.
You tried to destroy my life
My reputation tarnished.
Like lightning burning
Striking everything in site.
My echoed thunder awakens
The dead from their graves
Without hesitation I plot
With an army by my side
We erased your existence
How does it feel?
You deserve whats done.
Your punishment.
Jan 2020 · 108
Blazing Fire
Florina Hanson Jan 2020
In this blazing fire, my soul I torment.
Flesh into ash, bones into dust
Fragmented burning images
From history removed forever
Cleansed from old memories
New self-discovery awaiting.
Fresh air soothing my naked soul
So free and yet so exposed
Reborn from a pile of dirt
Craving knowledge of today.
Jan 2020 · 117
Questions
Florina Hanson Jan 2020
What is happiness?
Are we born happy?
Is it in our DNA?
Do we learn it?
I often ponder on it.
Is happiness linked with love?
Are we happy without love?
Is unhappiness missing love?
Our views are different.
If listed, it will fill pages.
Upbringing, an influential force
Experience is the voice of "I"
We are uniquely designed.
Happiness is a state of mind
Love is a feeling, free from the beginning of time!
Jan 2020 · 98
Is She Real?
Florina Hanson Jan 2020
Vibrant and mesmerizing
Her tones always perfect
Tasteful and attractive
Her skin radiates.
One smile; we're hooked!
Is she aware of her Goddess look?
Her walk is slow and elegant
As she steps out of her car
Red lips, voluminous locks
High heels, leather pants
Revealing blouse, perfection.
As she walks, time stands still
Her hazel eyes stirs souls
The ground itself in love.
What are her desires?
None of us dare to ask.
Too afraid to be rejected
Or scared she is a fantasy.
Jan 2020 · 90
Surreal Place
Florina Hanson Jan 2020
Memorable dreams

I let go of my Humanity

Embrace the Universe

With open arms.

Surreal as it is, its Home

Nothing else matters.

Light as a feather

I drift away.

Gravity nonexistent

I laugh out loud.

Echoed with silence

Forever my hiding place.
Jan 2020 · 80
Freezing Ice
Florina Hanson Jan 2020
With every flowing tear down my cheek

A memory has lost its strain on me.

With every kiss my lips encounter

A life event has webbed another chapter.

With every step I take towards you, love

A dream has taken shape, gently shifting.

With alluring eyes, I  fell captive in its mirage

A strong desire has rippled thru time and space.

With every ounce of effort wanting to escape

A loving hand has pulled me out from freezing ice.

With shaking hands upon his face, I gazed

An Angel has found me lost and almost dead.

With breath of fire has he brought me back

To continue my journey in hopes of finding you.
Jan 2020 · 77
My Muse
Florina Hanson Jan 2020
Muse comes only when I'm sad
She holds me in her arms
Her warm embrace is life
I'm not alone, she's by my side.
When happiness is in, she's gone
Why does she leave so sudden?
I think of her at night
A piece of me is always lost
How can I have it all for once?
Muse, you're my Holly grace
I try to understand your ways
Without you I have no say.
Nothing comes out right
Please help me find my voice
In a labyrinth of my creation.
Darkness unveils my fears
Maze after maze takes place
I cannot find a clear way out.
I'm blind, I need some air
These walls are closing in
Muse can keep me safe.
Where are you? Please help
Laying down I am giving up
Just bury me and let me rot
I have been lost to long
Nobody cares as much as I
Goodbye my Muse!
I hope you find your peace
In the ground for eternal rest.
Jan 2020 · 110
Low and high
Florina Hanson Jan 2020
Glamorous yet humble
Outgoing yet shy
Loving yet distant
Trusting yet skeptical
Happy yet alone.
Attributes and faults
Our human face exposed.
Life is full of choices
Some good, some bad
Light shines bright
Wherever we are.
Humble yet poor
Shy yet desirable
Distant yet adored
Skeptical yet satisfied
Alone yet full of life.
This circle's rotation
Continuously refines us
From our lowest self
To our highest creation.
Jan 2020 · 109
Alone too long
Florina Hanson Jan 2020
Where are you?
No call, no letter, nothing!
I've been waiting and waiting
With every passing day
I feel as I am going insane.
You left me with nothing
You walked out the door
Such a long time ago.
I still don't understand
How have I wronged you?
It happened way too fast,
I didn't get a chance
To say "I love you"
Alone at night I suffer
I cry myself to sleep
Between the sheets I weep.
Angry and hurt in silence
I wish you didn't hurt me
And left me broken hearted
Hard to bare such wasted love.
Alone and old I melt away
A life full of pain and hope
One day you will walk back
Without a word embrace me
On your chest I rest my head
We travel back in time
When we were young and happy.
Jan 2020 · 88
Three questions
Florina Hanson Jan 2020
What’s destiny, what’s faith, what’s longing?
Somehow, I arrived back to where I started.
Why? Is life a choice or controlled from afar?
Where do I go from here? What am I looking for?
Validation of purpose maybe or nothing more?
Impossible to think my own built up super walls
Can impact my ability to fully feel.
I’ve done enough, I am enough!
Undoubtedly, every cell corrects my thoughts!
With these questions, three to be exact.
Playing on my mind like a broken saxophone
Haven’t filled the void of my existence,
Other questions will arise and discard the old
Like a snake shedding its skin, renewed yes.
Free… I do not think so!

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