I need a mental escape,
a mind freeing vacation,
a journey I can lose myself in.
to a far, far away location.

My soul needs
to go on an adventure,
to get lost
for a little while,
to let my spirit free,
to be rid of routine - to live freestyle!


I need to release some steam,
I care not the destination,
my wings are ready for flight,
I want out of reality's prison - 
 I'm thirsty for some divine inspiration.

My mind can no longer process,
or calculate, the endless mathematical equations,
I'm at my wit's-end,
my voice is muted - it's unwilling to project to accommodate the needs of selfish expectations.

I need a mental escape,
to find myself whilst getting lost,
the only thing that I have to lose,
is my anxieties - this,
being this journey's total cost!

Off to the woods I go,
to fill my lungs with salvation,
I'll be back when I can breathe,
when I find my inspiration!

By Lady R.F ©2016

Ice crystals in the sky
~
Heaven
is
preparing
to
cry.

By Lady R.F ©2016

Wild native branches - A jungle-green canopy sheltering this ever-flowing stream that runs rapidly,
most steadily, to and fro my heart.

Ancient autumn leaves weaved into an intricate, detailed, complex, rustic carpet, concealing paths and footprints leading in and out of my mind.

Forty two springs worth of magnificent arrays of wildflowers decorate each serene scene bordering this stream - each cluster a chapter of my life.

These scattered wild arrangements, with their heavenly scent, delight my senses - they are most pleasing to my mind's eye.

There's gold dust, nuggets, and precious gemstones, hidden in the gravel, they're also buried in the bedrock of this stream, and in the river that it feeds.
This stream is a constant source, feeding my hungry heart and mind.

The river that is fed by this stream
  is my soul - this ever-flowing stream is a corridor which runs to and fro my heart; it carries the oxygen in my blood, through my veins.

Whilst manoeuvering around the stepping-stones that are laid-out sporadically, most beautifully, but imperfectly, across this stream,
THEY, double cross me;
A highway, used to get to where THEY are going, time and time again.

~By Lady R.F ©2016

To give my musings wings,
To set my poetry free,
Is more than enough for me.

To give a little honest piece of me
to thee, is the only way that I can truly be, the me, that I was born to be.

Through the written word,
I give my soul a voice,
I have to, I really have no choice,

My inner-light shines constantly,
daily, nightly, and uncontrollably.

My visions, in alphabetical form,
reside deep inside my mind,
this is where they are born,

They yearn for their release,
my soul is now free
to continue to breed
with my mind - together,
poems they conceive.
Found hidden,
or in plain-sight,
in my poetry,
is what I truly believe!

Soul expression is a must,
If I were held back
I would deteriorate - my soul
would simply combust;
in this, you can trust!

By Lady R.F ©@016

A warrior keeps rising
like radical waves
in violent seas,

Regardless of how many times
a warrior keeps falling,
their valiance
will never cease.

Strength, courage,
and determination
are the mechanisms
built within,

Valiance reigns supreme
with this human being;
even if they are defeated,
they still win!

By Lady R.F ©2016

The night is still - frozen,
Goodbyes are forced, not chosen.

By Lady R.F ©2016