Tiny fragments
of me
now exist
within you,

They reside
in your memories;
we've made
more than a few.


Tiny fragments
of you
now exist
within me,

They remain
in my heart
indefinitely;
in my soul infinitely.

By Lady R.F ©2016

The only person
who's never spoken
bad words about me.

By Lady R.F ©2017

Overwhelmed by a 20 year love
which is still ever growing,
consumed by pure emotions
that are out of my control,

Hand-in-hand
our two souls stick together,
meshed - inseparable,  
as one--we are whole.

Filled with pure emotion,
never lacking adoration,

Just looking at him
my eyes fill my heart
with complete and total fascination.

I fall deeper and deeper
as time goes by--as it continues
to tick away,

I love him with more intensity
and with more passion
every single new day.

I truly value our connection
with every breath,

I know my heart and soul
will remain captured by him
beyond my physical death.

I will take this precious love with me wherever my soul may go,

This love, so well, I fully understand,
and have truly come to know.

A love carved into my heart,
intertwined with my soul,
written from the start,

A powerful love
which my entirety
can never ever part.

I love this love
with each new gifted sunrise,
I love this love
with every memorable sunset,

I love this love
when it rains,
through bad weather,
and not a day do I ever regret...

That unforgettable day
that our hearts touched -
the day that our hungry souls attached,
the beautiful day that we met,
that perfect blessed day
is the day
that I will never
ever
forget.


By Lady R.F ©2017

Examples:

Having a ticket in your hand
to travel all over the world
is absolutely useless
if you do not have a passport!

Having all of the money
you could ever possibly want
is absolutely useless
if your health
does not match your wealth -
if your life is going to be cut short!

Having what you want
does not necessarily mean
that you have everything
that you need!

Having what you need
along with having what you want
is the only possible way
that you can succeed!

Lady R.F ©2017

We do not have to bleed,
To know that blood
Runs through our veins,

We do not have to cry,
To know that our hearts
Feel all different kinds of pain.

We do not have to be artists,
To know that our souls
Sing to the tune
Of their very own,
Individual, unique song,

Just like,
We do not have to see God,
To know that he has been with us
All along!

By Lady R.F ©2017

Usually, she’s a rock,
but sometimes she crumbles
like sand.

By Lady R.F. (c) 2015

How does one follow their heart,
when their heart has been shattered and broken, then scattered into a million fragments--into miniscule, tiny,
little peices?


Which direction does one go,
when all pathways come to a close;
when insanity, fear and anxiety increases?

How does one follow their dreams,
when their spirit has been crushed
and their soul has been taken by the wind, never to be whole again?

Left with only memories of whom they once were--a precious being. Forever lost, destroyed--obliterated; but still able to feel intensely, the feeling of torment.
Numbness overtaken by a constant state of relentless, endless and needless pain...

...How?

⚘ By Lady R.F. (C)2017* ⚘

Warriors can be dragged through the dirt, but still come out pure - they become one with the earth.

Warriors can have their roots pulled out from under them, but still stand strong and tall - they know their worth.

Warriors can be beat down to the ground, and be walked upon,
but while they're down there, they'll look up to the stars and continue to dream on...

Because warriors can handle their business - their inner light shines brightly, through any darkness; they've seen it all, they're prepared to take anything on!

They're not looking for sympathy, they've given up on the idea of believing that outside forces will come forth and bring any kind of soul healing salvation,

They've learned that they can only depend on themselves - they've had no choice but to become a soldier for justification.

They're armed with resilience, empathy, kindness, compassion, and experience - but they won't stand for hypocritical thinkers,

They've met and battled with the worst - they won't tolerate degradation from rotten, evil, ***** stinkers!

Warriors will be your very best friend until the very last second of the end...

Take my advice... don't mistake their kindness for weakness - because warriors are always ready to bring on a revolutionary war - they're always ready to defend!

By Lady R.F ©2016

People enter your life
For a reason,
A season,
Or a lifetime!

By Lady R.F (c) 1999 - 2017

A pocket full
of sunshine
to share some pure delight,

A pocket full
of shiny stars
to save for a really dark night.

A pocket full
of fairy dust
to sprinkle on the needy,

A pocket full
of dragon's breath
to fire at the greedy.

A pocket full
of raindrops
to wash away any impurities,

A pocket full
of umbrellas
to protect you from your insecurities.

A pocket full
of rainbows
to brighten up your skies,

A pocket full
of moonlight
to reflect the magic in your eyes.

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

I have been,
Seen
And returned,
Whilst they were still blinking,

I have felt,
Experienced
And reflected,
Whilst they were still thinking.

I have been through the Stars,

I have bypassed Mars.

I have left this world behind,
On more than one occasion,

I have left reality behind --
Each time it froze-over
And became a Hellish abomination.

I have been to Hell
And back,
More times
Than I care to remember,

I have swum deep into my Abyss
And held my breath,
Many times,
Whilst it begged me to surrender.

But I never did...
I always came back!

I always walked through the woods,
Staying clear of the obvious track.

Only so I could return
To the Universes beyond my mind -- Homeward bound!

Beyond the stars,
Where my soul's serenity
I always find --
Where I always felt found!

'Peace' amongst a zillion thoughts
That continually evolve--nonstop!
They speak in vibrant colours...

Turquoise,
Teal,
Magenta
And Crimson -
Colours superseding
Verbal language;  
Unleashing my Supernatural Powers.

Dreaming, whilst awake,

All for my sanity's sake.

I have...
I do...
I must!

To live...
To be me...
The me, I trust!

Lady R.F. (C)2018

O Majestic Mountains,
The wind cannot shake you -
You continue to stand tall and proud,

You do not flinch at the sight of storms,
You aren't bothered by the darkest cloud.

O Majestic Mountains,
Strong enough to keep holding fast
To your sturdy ground,

Encompassed by beautiful nature,
You are always found.

Regardless of how much pressure
Is placed upon you,
Nobody can break you -
If you do happen to give way, or crumble,
It is by the will of God  - The Almighty!

With his love,
You are never alone,
You stand confidently ,
Daily and nightly.

O Majestic Mountains,
Even whilst you are engulfed
By extra long periods of dark, dark shade,

Your mighty will
And your strength,
Never ceases,
Nor does your impeccable beauty
Ever fade.

I pray, to be as brave as you,
And to share with you,
Your every super, powerful attribute,

O Majestic Mountains,
Of the Earth's sacred lands,
How I truly do admire you!

By Lady R.F ©2017

Rock-bottom
is a place
where strong warriors
display self-control -
by finding their ground
and picking themselves up - collected.

By Lady R.F ©2016

Fire to ashes
Mountains to dust
Water to ice
Metal to rust

Like to lust
Lust to love
Love to hate
Hate to love

Breath to life
Life to death
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust

By Lady R.F (C) 2016

Moments pass,
Days go by,

Time, it is too honest -
Arrogant, not shy.

It comes, and it goes,
It cares not, for your emotions,

It steals your dreams,
It throws them into
the deepest depths,
of the darkest, vastest oceans.

Time, it spares no pain,
It reminds you, constantly,
That it will soon take you...

It trys so hard
to make you anxious -
It will eventually break you!

It teases you
with the most pleasurable moments,
Those, that you will never forget...

It gives you special memories -
most precious,
and a few,
that you may live long enough
to regret.

Time, is an absolute blessing.
However, its inevitable end,
feels like a massive curse,

Time,
It ticks away faster
As you get older,
Making all of your anxieties
Feel horribly worse.

Time, it is impetuous,
And, unfortunately,
There a many souls
Who lack appreciation
For every blessed, precious,
Unstoppable second.

Sadly, they realise this,
Only when their final moments
Are about to come - when their last Breath is about to be taken;
When their soul
Has been beckoned.

Time,
It kisses you,
Then it runs,

It causes chaos,
Daily.
But, still,
With every second of it,
That we are blessed,
It makes us,
The lucky ones!

By Lady R.F ©2016

Her capacity to love
was beyond anything
anyone had ever known,

A bottomless chest
carried her beautiful
empathetic heart,
where endless love
was grown.

By Lady R.F ©2017

I really hit rock-bottom,
It felt like the earth
had swallowed me whole,

I was in total pitch-black darkness,
I felt mentally and emotionally numb,
whilst all alone in that pit--that morbid hole.

I didn't know what was happening,
I was drowning in sheer madness,
I was unable to stand,

I wasn't able to think straight,
I needed to hold a loving, caring, friendly hand.

Then, came a voice from above me,
Or maybe it was all in my head,

It told me to listen carefully,
It told me not to give up,
I had only fallen, I was not dead.

It reminded me that I am precious,
It reminded me that I am strong,

It reminded me that I am worthy,
that I am beautiful, inside and out,  
and that surrendering was very,
very wrong.

This voice fed me
desperately needed courage  
and Self-compassion,
It reached into my soul,

It gave me new direction,
It pulled me out of that dark,
scary, lonely, black hole.

It was full of love and wisdom,
It was empathetic and kind,

It was exactly what i needed,
A message from God,
straight to my heart,
clearing my chaotic mind.

I have gone through a difficult transformation,
I have gone back to being the real me
that I was many years before,

I am seeing and thinking clearer...
I pray that this transition
is successful and permanent  -
may I stay true to myself
forevermore.

By Lady R.F (C) 2017

I'm not a very strong swimmer,
I'm trying really hard
to keep my head above the water.

My soul is exhausted,
my body and my mind
are going through absolute torture.

Me, panicking,
makes it even harder
to stay afloat...

I ain't going out like this!
Hell no!!
I ain't going out on this note!

I'll keep trying to swim
through the rising swells and waves,
I'll paddle and backstroke
my way back to shore,

I'll do what a survivor does,
I'll keep swimming
until I just can't swim no more.

I'm usually as warm and bright
as a little ray of sunshine...

But, lately,
I can't even seem to radiate
as much light as the dimmest glare
of moon shine.

I've been a warrior
all of my life,
my history is my proof,

But I'm not as strong as I once was,
I'm not as resistant as I was in my youth.

I'm gonna make it back to shore.
And if I happen to lose my pen
along the way...
I'll be alright!

I'll write my message in the sand
using my finger - in hope that God in heaven
will read it, and bestow upon me
some mercy, by shinning upon me
some much needed courage,
strength, and light.

By Lady R.F ©2016

I see my entire life
in a quick flicker
of lightning,

I see our entire existence,
from beginning to end,
in a passing cloud.

I see heaven
in the sun's dazzling rays,
glaring through the forest's canopy,
and I see eternity - a deep infinite ocean,
in your eyes.

By Lady R.F ©2016

She's the type of precious flower
That grows well,
And thrives,
In nature's sacred rich earth,

Each new blessed morning
She reaches out to the sunslight -
She knows its energy is responsible
For her daily blessed rebirth.

She's the type of precious flower
That grows to her full potential
After a heavy rain,

She can handle the wild winds -
She can handle a little roughness,
And a little bit of pain.

She's the type of precious flower
Who does not compete,
Or compare herself,
With any other flower,

She knows her worth,
And she is comfortable
Being herself -
This is her special superpower.

She's the type of precious flower
That possesses a rare uniqueness -
An original beauty,
Inside and out,

She prides herself
In living for the joy of life,
She is grateful
For the simplicities in life -
And for being blessed
With the gift of life;
For being chosen to sprout.

By Lady R.F ©2016

Place me back
into my mother's arms,
or on my father's shoulders,
embracing his ineffable charms.

The highest place I've ever been,
an overwhelming security
felt within.

Place me back
into my mother's and my father's
warm embraces,
the two places I saw unconditional pure love written all over loving faces.

Place me back
so I can feel it all again,
so I can feel safe and secure,
so I can forgive myself
right there, right then.

So I can live a life
without regret,
I didn't realise back then
that time would disappear
so fast - those years,
I will never ever forget.

Lady R.F ©2017

Some poems walk with me,
Some poems simply talk to me,
Some poems reach out to me,
Some poems scream and shout at me,
whilst some poems eventually grow on me.

Some poems slow dance with me,
Some poems enchant me - they are
breathtakingly mesmerising to me,
Some poems captivate me after hijacking me,
Some poems rip my heart out
and break every single piece of me.

Some poems absolutely impress me,
Some poems couldn't care less about me,
Some poems embrace every inch of me,
Some poems share my soul with me.

Some poems inspire me and motivate me,
Some poems **** the very life out of me,
Some poems resonate with every fibre of me,
Some poems switch a little light on for me.

Some poems will forever live inside of me,
Some poems twist themselves and lie to me,
Some poems are open and honest with me,
Some poems...are just like people to me!

By Lady R.F (c)2016

Broken
does not render someone useless,
nor does it mean that the end has come,

It simply means
that the person has been mishandled,
I believe, that this is the case, for some.

Broken
does not mean hopeless,
nor does it mean that better days,
for the tired soul, will not arrive,

It simply means that the person
has to work harder
to bounce back,
to be brave and stay alive.

Broken,
in itself,
is beautiful,
it means that the person
has lived,
experienced and survived,

Broken
means strength and endurance -
It means, that by a Warrior,
defeat was denied.

By Lady R.F ©2016

Flowers will bloom
From within her -
With each new sunrise,

Sunbeams kiss her soul -
Each new day is a blessing,
In her eyes.

Petals delicately dress her heart -
They protect her fragile core,

Precious moments shall elapse -
Her petals will fall -
Protected,
She shall stand
No more.

Exposed and vulnerable,
Her heart,
She will wear
On her sleeve -
The Merciful Lord
Shall leave her never,

New petals,
She prays,
On that day
She shall receive -
Flowers will bloom
From within her -
Forever.

By Lady R.F ©2016

Pause ...
And acknowledge your triumphs,
A little bit more,

Realise
That you are stronger,
Than you once were before.

Take timeout
To free your chaotic mind,

Rearrange your priorities,
Things of importance
You will find.

Do things
That make you feel
Real joy and happiness,
A little bit more,

The things
You used to make time for,
Once upon a long time ago--before.

Praise yourself
For the effort you put-in,
In all that you partake,

And forgive yourself,
Along the way, for any misjudgements,
That you may happen to make.

Walk with nature,
Or walk through shallow waters
Of a beautiful sandy beach,

Walk through an evergreen forest,
Or a local park, within reach.

Read a book,
Watch a movie,
Or take a swim,

Do something you love,
Do anything!

Just do it
A little bit more!

Your soul will thank you -  
Of this, I'm absolutely,
Positively sure!

By Lady R.F ©2017

I'm going to try
taking only
one breath at a time,

I'm going to try
taking only
one day at a time.

I'm going to try
to override my anxious heart
and my chaotic mind,

I'm going to try
to be stronger,
and I am going to pray harder
for some relief;
this is what I hope to find!

By Lady R.F ©2017

Do not overthink
Your ink -
Let it flow, you know!

By Lady R.F ©2016

Hush...
Be still...
Try to remain silent.

Listen very closely...
Her pleading may be heard
As it is carried through the wind.
Her emotional appeal
Sounds desperate -
It is unbearable to an epath.
Her pleads are ever so faint
And gentle, they are far from violent.

Hush...
Be still...
It is her soul's agony
Which is vibrating
A disturbing frequency,
At such a rate that it constitutes
A wave.

Cries, which nature, alone,
Can hear and feel...
Cries, which shake the leaves free
From the branches of all the
Majestic trees; neither her soul
Nor the trees, can you save.

Hush...
Be still...
Can you feel the faint tremble  
Under your barefeet?

Hush...
Be still...
Rest your cheek upon the earth,
Feel her spirit, which is trapped
Deep down inside.
Inhale her essence- it is buried below,
In the fragrant moist soil...
Taste the droplets, she is in the dew;
Even in pain she is a soul
So gently sweet...
~ She is tinged with sadness--
Bittersweet.

By Lady R.F (C)2017* ⚘

I'm simply made of good intentions,
 compassion runs right through my veins,
I'm a walking empathetic cuddle,
A delightful rainbow
that follows heavy rains.

My heart is pure without reservations,
I am genuine and I am sincere,
I smile when I see somebody happy,
and my heart aches
when I see anybody shed a tear.

I'm told that I have a combination
of great qualities,
kindness, sincerity,
and generosity - A real heart of gold!
I treat people how I would want
to be treated,  
on my watch nobody is left out
in the cold!
,
I live without expectations,
I need nature to help me breathe
and survive,
I give back to the earth
whenever possible,  
because I know that without it
we wouldn't be alive!

I'm magnetically attracted
and pulled towards natural landscapes
and solitude,
I can't stay away from them
no matter how hard I try!
I'm torn between the enchanting forest
and the vast blue ocean,
such exquisite beauties,
it's no wonder why!

I'm a lover of the magical majestic moon
and the brilliant constellations,
searching for answers
in the infinite celestial sphere
is where my mind spends its vacations.

My inspiration is often found up above
in the mysterious night sky...
Yes! I have been a poet since birth!
This, I cannot, or will not deny!

Hello Poetry,
My name is Rosalie!

By Lady R.F ©2016

Our hearts weigh more
when they are broken,

Our minds expand
when they are awoken.

Our souls can be felt
when they are shattered,

Our hearts, minds
and souls are fragile
when they've been battered.

They can be mended
with love and care,

With strength and faith
and with some valuable prayer.

We can learn
from all of our pain,

With our lessons
we can stand tall again.

Showing ourselves
some needed compassion,
patience and love,

Seeking salvation
from God above.

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

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

I've been beaten down,
torn apart and ripped to shreds -
I have the war scars to prove it,

I've been knocked down,
broken to pieces and left out in the cold -
I've been trampled and defeated.

Somehow,
I've managed to stay alive -
It's nothing short of a miracle,

I've managed to turn my pain
into poetry--an art -
I've even managed to make it lyrical!

By Lady R.F ©2017

Gazing,
almost lost,
into the
crystal-clear still waters,

at this tranquil spot,
she could sit,
and just be,
for hours upon hours.

Reflections
of her fragile soul
blanket this lake
with its sparse creases,

these waters border
the forest - deep
into those woods,
her heart, it reaches.

As the lightest
tender breeze
stains the satin spread,
her slightly tainted soul
smiles - through her eyes
you can clearly see this.

With the mildest
most gentle breeze
her anxiety is carried
far, far away;
her restrained breaths
are freed - her anxiety
suddenly ceases.

Her soul's reflection
in the
crystal-clear still waters,
abruptly freezes,

the lake,
a satin finish,
the gentle breeze
is now gone -
her tender soul
is at ease,
her gentle heart,
this pleases.

This precious
peaceful moment
she seizes,

capturing it as a
mind, body, spirit,
and soul pleasing experience,
before her mirrored reflection
unfreezes.



By Lady R.F ©2016

Without darkness
We cannot see light -
Gifted,
For good measure.

Lady R.F ©2016

Choreographing words
Into theatrical dances
With her imagination,

Gracefully exhibiting
All of her thoughts -
Using letters
As lavish decoration.

Having them leap-out
Onto the stage,
Outside of her mind,

Hoping each performance,
"Her life's story,"
You will find.

By Lady R.F ©2016

Whispers,
In the midnight breeze,

They speak softly,
So gently,
Little secrets,
To the chosen leaves
On the sleeping trees.

In harmony,
Songs are sung,

Carried in the wind -
Nature's sacred secrets
On the branches,
Are now, no longer hung.

Can you hear the call
Between the heavens
And the trees,

Flowing through the air,
Dancing on the seas?

These whispers
Pass through,
Gathering all the leaves
That they need to take...

Cleansing the earth -
New leaves to be born
When nature gives birth;
Such songs are sung,
Before you wake.

By Lady R.F ©2016

A combustion of hurt,
shards of her brokenness
with razor-sharp edges
scattered in all directions,

Invisible to the naked-eye,
transparent is her pain,
so too are her soul's tiny fragments - 
shattered, flawed pieces
of imperfections.

A smile to mask the fear
consuming her anxiety ridden,
brave, but broken,
spirit,

A strong warrior,
she knows she is,
as she shuts her tired eyes
and mentally sharpens
her weapons and tools,
preparing, again, to look fear in the eye,
and to fight herself another day -
because, sadly,
she has learnt to live with it.

By Lady R.F ©2017

It takes a very brave woman
to remain true to herself!

By Lady R.F ©2017

When I was a little girl
I played guitar and sang
In the Salvation Army String Band,

I remember getting up on stage
To perform a solo - I was so shy,
But I held God's invisible hand.

My Father's big red guitar
Was bigger than I was at the time,
My Mother made-me-up like a 'Little Lady', Boy!...did I ever look so pretty and fine!

I performed in front of many people -
More than I'd ever seen
in my entire life, before,

I sang "Kumbaya, My Lord" -
I didn't miss one single blessed chord.

I wore a long, beautiful,
Ivory-coloured, flowing dress,

I was so young,
But boy!...did I surely impress!

For some strange reason
My shyness disappeared -
It just went away!

Surprisingly, I wasn't anxious
Or nervous - my Lord
Was watching over me that day!

My Mother and Father
Were very, very proud!

Their shy 'Little Lady'
Had just sung and played guitar
In front of a huge massive crowd!

As years passed, when I was in high-school,
I studied piano after school every Wednesday,

Music, roller skating, and poetry
Were the highlights of my every, single, living, Breathing day!

Not much has changed,
I still know how to play,

I still have a pair of skates,
And I still live and breathe poetry
Every single day!

By Lady R.F ©2016

People often ask me...

"How do you manage life
Having 5 daughters?"

My reply is always the same...

"I couldn't manage life
Without my 5 daughters!"

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

A dark shadow
has been cast upon your heart,
a friendship has come apart.

Memories now destroyed,
lost are the amable words
once spoken,
all in vain,
your heart is broken.

Lies replace the truths you held onto,
precious time you invested has been embezzled - ripped off you.

Trust was swirled up,
it was carried away
with the wind on a cold, cold night,
your crying eyes were forced
to see reality in a bright
new blinding light.

A new lesson
has been painfully learned,
the silver-lining is a new beginning...
You are free of a false friendship -
you do all of the agonising,
and the winning.

You hit rock-bottom
when you got off on top.
Yes! It's their loss!
But it's you that tumbled and fell
from a very steep drop.

~Loss and gain,
love and loyalty
in vain.

By Lady R.F ©2016

Like the visable poeticness
scattered all around us -
there is so much hidden beauty
infront of our eyes,

Only few seem to see it all,
others fail to see any of it at all--they walk
as though they are hypnotised.

She is so many
of these beautiful things,
seen by few, invisible to so many,

Priceless--worth a fortune to few,
To others, worthless--worth only
a single penny.

She is like the stubborn raindrops
left behind on a window
after the rain,

She is that song
that you resonate with,
touching a chord
as it hits your heart,
after pumping through
your every vein.

She is the bright rainbow
covering up a scary storm -

She is still able to smile
after extremely bad weather,
she has had this strength
ever since she was born.

She is the hopeful sunrise
following a long, dark,
dreadful night,

A serene calm ocean,
a heavenly magical horizon
that you are lucky enough to catch
in your sight.

She is the much needed umbrella
that pops up and keeps you dry,

She is your wings, unseen,
but she carries you ever so high -
she is the reason why you can fly.

She is so many special things
that so many fail to recognise
and see,

Not being appreciated
does not mean
that she isn't everything
that she knows to be.

She is the delicate butterfly
that came from nowhere,

The precious tainted one
that struggled so hard
and survived to be there.

She is often misunderstood,
sometimes she doesn't even exist,

But she knows her worth -
with the unconditional love from God,
her children, and her man,
she will continue to persist.

She is so many special things
that so many fail to recognise
and see,

She is unique -
she is unlike anyone,
deep down she is very proud
that she is "She!"

By Lady R.F ©2017

Gravity
Always pulls us together,

In his arms,
Each moment is infinite;
It lasts forever.

As I sink
Into his chest,

I find myself at home;
My only comfortable,
Secure place to rest.

As I fall deep down
Into his soul,
His heart beat
Echoes right through me -

The only sound I love to hear,
"Home Sweet Home"
Is where I always long to be.

Whilst in his embrace,
The rest of the universe
Does not exist to me,

Because nothing else matters;
When his love consumes me,
The entire universe
Is made up of only
Him and me!

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

You are
The phenomenal
Aurora that colours my sky,
Your amazing array of shades
Lift me up so high.

An amazing spectacle
Of brilliant
Electrifying lights,
You colour my days
And you glorify
My nights.

You captivate
My heart,
I am mesmerized  
By the very sight of you,
My aurora
Of magical shades,
My breathtaking display
Of fantasmic delights,
I am
Completely
In love with you.

By Lady R.F ©2016

Only the forest
knows all of her heart's whispers,
Only the stars
understand her silent cries.

Only the moon
casts a warming light filled with solace,
But this comfort dies at the end of every night; with the sunrise.

By Lady R.F. (C) 2017

The best part,
and the most part,
of my life
has been invaded
by something
which is foreign to my soul,
to my mind,
and to my body,

It consumes me,
it tortures me,
relentlessly,
daily and nightly.

It is an uninvited,
unwanted,
intolerable alien,
I am the taken-over host,

I am cruelly entertained
by this wicked,
evil,
unsightly,
unholy ghost
~ Anxiety.

By Lady R.F ©2016

We are being held hostage
by our fears,

We are fighting so hard
not to unleash our tears.

We are sinking
into the ground,
as we walk into the bellies
of many a horrific
and catastrophic storm,

We are trying
to hold our hearts together
because they are in pieces -
they were heartlessly broken to bits
and torn.

We are lost in a maze,
and we are completely out of breath,

We are staring into a ******* hole -
our pending final resting place,
upon our lonely death.

We are spinning out of control,
We are scared of falling
into the dark void - that intimidating
black hole.

We are all alone in a world
that is unfamiliar to our minds,
and to our shattered souls,
in every way,

We are in survival-mode
every single mentally overwhelming,
challenging, but blessed, new day.

By Lady R.F ©2017

Unlike anybody else,
A freak,
Most unique,
One of a kind;
Upon creation
The mold was broken,

A heart of gold,
A soul,
To the devil
And to the demons,
Was never sold,
A grand, priceless token.

Weird and wonderful,
A beautiful mess,
Knows how to manhandle stress,
Screaming awesomeness,
A mind unlike the rest,

A pure soul,
Not a single bad bone,
Never thrown a stone,
Unless in self-defense,
Undefeated
In every single Challenge
And harsh test.

A treasure, so rare,
Humble, kind, and fair,
A real breath of fresh air!
Get close, if you dare!

You will find
A genuine,
Transparent,
Caring,
Giving,
Ambitious,
And inspirational soul;
With "a killer goal!"
Offering free love
For all who need it most,
With plenty to spare
For those who care.

By Lady R.F. (C) 2017

I have always been who I am.
However, there have been phases of precious time, long lost, where I was
filling-in the roles that selfish people had me play.

Being one that never wanted to disappoint, they mistook my kindness for weakness - but I always new
that I would give-up show biz
one day!

It wasn't all that long ago
that I decided to make my final courtesy, and take a bow
for the very last time.

It was on that day
that I stopped insulting my soul -
it was on that particular day
that I apoligised to myself,
and I became 'all mine!'

I was never one to disappoint,
but I really owed it to myself.

I gave all glory to my God,
and to my soul...
I did it for the warrior
hiding within - my true-self!

Finally,
I came to the conclusion
that no one will
love me,
know me,
or care for my soul's needs
the way that I can.

I finally came to the conclusion
that I was just as selfish
as everyone else - because I had
cared more for others
than i had for myself.
So, I devised this plan:

I will be who I was born to be!
Sincere, kind, compassionate, empathetic, honest, forgiving,
and generous...
but smarter, and wiser,
than the average man
or woman!

By Lady R.F ©2016