Butterflies murmuring
A gentle melody
With every footstep
That I place on the damp
Leafy ground.

With every freeing step
That I eagerly take,
As I reach further into the belly
Of the enchanting forest,
I feel more, and more,
Found.

Free, from reality's confinement;
At home, within solitude's
Inviting embrace...

At one, with nature --
My heart's, and my soul's,
Happy place.

⚘ By Lady R.F. (C)2018 ⚘

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The Virginal one is a Maiden fair,
a girl adorned with long blonde hair.
Bold and brash, yet cautious and shy,
her dreams lift up and start to fly.

Raven hair falls in delicate tresses,
on the Mother of children Nature blesses.
Calm and firm, yet open and sure,
her dreams fulfilled are played out pure.

Cold and damp attack the bones,
trying to agitate the black haired Crone.
Old and steady, yet clever and wise,
her dreams forever light up the skies.

Walking through woods, warm and shady,
barefoot, confident, the Forest Lady.
She has her dreams and always will,
until the day her heart stands still.

© Pagan Paul (01/02/17)

Familial the ties siblings we are
Brought up with love care discipline and protection
Values inculcated deep
Respect and love we all each other
Hold it strong in the heart
Hurt we can never bring to each other
Stand together in testing times forever
Raising high the baton of love today
Passing it on to the generation next
To relay it in the timeless tomorrow

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You are there,
stalking my memories,
a series of pornographic tapestries
woven deep into my mind,
Hand stitched together
with a cold blunt needle,
threatening to unravel fast
when the sun kisses the horizon.

The petals of paper flowers
yellow with time passing,
presenting a weathered view
of a love that once thrived,
but is now moon dust
gathering on a dark web
of lust laced
with delicate ****** fragments.



© Pagan Paul (25/08/18)

you are a universal cosmic
particles of all galaxies & stars
that only see you when you can’t see
your own goodness
you are a sweet serenade
lullaby in the night
you held your arms
so tight and embraced the things
that made you here
you are a great sword
of words
that come from your mind
beyond what you didn’t expect to
you are a river
that flows
in being okay with good or bad situations
but whatever crosses your way
you can get it through.

Because
everything is evolving,
including you
who is in the process of
learning
and progressing.

Sometimes you gotta learn
the hard way,
so you can learn to appreciate
the things that’s already there.

change is inevitable
and everything is temporary
but all I could say is
that

you are a plant
that bloom
and grow;
you plant what you seed,
you seek what you see and
you believe what your heart
tells you
& by your experiences in life
it made you become wiser
to go out of your cocoon
& you realize that you have so much
potential and energy
to give something out to the world.


so let your wings spread
and shine like the brightest one.