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370 · Dec 2015
Tripping on the Light
Lora Lee Dec 2015
One night
as I pondered the stars
and let my heart reach
up and out
A wish made
into the night
unto the Universe
for Life
and inner peace
to truly come
For the zest of living
and all its workings
to take place
I received a special signal
an inter-galactic message
and answer, if you will
without expecting
without
even being
fully aware,
my head turned
to the constellations,
to the planets above
and my heart became
one with the stars
spiraling into
previously unknown
orbits
and taking my soul with
for a ride
A trip that is still
spinning me
on my axis..
as I try to hold on,
I am tripping on the light
as it pours into
this sacred vessel
A molecular re-working
that is building up
lost tissue, found
Bloodflow restored
and roaring like a river
And I am
opening up
like
a rare species
of flower
a breed of vegetation
uncategorized
unrecorded
by humans

I never expected
this to happen
Perhaps my spirit guides
do watch over me
Angels who know
darkness
while shining light
who know
pain
yet beat out
healing
from their
wings

Oct. 11 2015
367 · Jan 2016
Night Chant
Lora Lee Jan 2016
The night
unwraps our dreams
offers them up
as dark gifts
to the guardians
and goddesses,
a silken obsidian
cloak studded
with hints
of quartz or
tiger's eye
some black, some gold,
all glowing
as the embers
of tomorrow
gleam in our eyes
365 · Nov 2015
How a Poet Heals
Lora Lee Nov 2015
Things are getting better
a little every day…
partially because
I know your love does stay
I understand that we cannot
be together -
I know it.
That is clear
But to know
How much you loved me-
Well, this makes me
feel so special and dear
You see,
I have the poems
that you wrote and sent to me
I have your heart
in writing
and this means more than
anything to me
(even if you
were a samurai
fighting).
Your verse, your pen
The words that flowed
Straight from
your heart into mine
They filled me and still fill me
with a love
that is beyond divine
So even though
I know
in my mind
that we are finished
The heartsongs
you have left me
prove our love
was undiminished.
Yes…I know, my darling
that this romance
is over
and there is nothing to be done
but know
that you were sweet
as clover
as it touches
the tip of my tongue
Yes, I write this with sadness
am still in grief
over this loss
of a love so strong
But I will be all right
with the belief
that we are both
moving on
362 · Oct 2015
Heavenly Territory
Lora Lee Oct 2015
And today
I nourish my soul,
Break bread with
the goddesses
who guide me.
I must get strong
to heal from the trauma
from a love
broken
so suddenly
an intense
two months
in which my heart
flew high
I was in
heavenly territory
eating sweet fruits
hearing sweet words
all of which
were imprinted
upon the fabric
of my being.
I never expected
to get used
so bitterly
and my tears fall
both inside
and out.
Yet today
I will make strides
to rise up and up
never to stay
down to long
Rise up from
the embers
of the fire that was
like a phoenix
and, like a pure dove
of Light...
To fly again.
362 · Nov 2015
Incantation to Power
Lora Lee Nov 2015
And today
I will transform
From that weeping,
walking woman
Who wanders
the pathways
Lost,
and in grief
As I try to move on
From a broken state
to a Woman
who is taking back her power
like the most perfect of wild storms
Yes, I will now be the Goddess
I am meant to be
Who understands that her
Beauty
In and out
Only depends on herself
And not even the Love
From others
(Not even from a Lover
who supposedly so very loved her)
I am made of stars
I was before and it continues
I will throw into the
Galactic air
The stardust
That falls from me
As I walk by
I will dry my tears..
For how long can one cry?
I will push back
That cover
of sadness
That blanketed me
Like snow
I could not see
But for the white
And it made my soul
So cold
I am now going
to live out my heat
In whatever form it takes
I will try to cool
My desires
And not leave pain
In its wake
It is time to dry the tears
For too many have fallen
I must now become
The strong being
I was before
And I will gently
Push out of the way
Those who try to stop me
They won’t get far
It is hard to stop oneself
When you become
A shooting star
And I thank the Universe above
For making me who I am
Strong and whole
an Angel who has known
Great pain
But will now move on
Yes
Into the healing realm
Ínto skies like fire
Who prisms of colors
That will take my soul
And heart
ever
Higher
357 · Nov 2015
Goodnight Song
Lora Lee Nov 2015
Goodnight
to all my loved ones
near and far
May you sleep in the light
of the most shining star
and when your dreams
curl and whirl
around your brain
May they only bring sweetness
minus any pain
Even if forgotten
by morning's light
may they plant a seed
that glows, so bright
and gives insight and wisdom
to your subconscious parts
soothes and heals
any wounds
in your heart
May they wrap themselves
Around your soul
Like a vine
And give you inspiration
Like gossamer, so fine
May those dreams
lift you up
And give courage to your soul
Sew up the fractures
And make you whole
351 · Oct 2015
Crimson Surprise
Lora Lee Oct 2015
She met him on the kingsroad
At the early hours of dawn
She noticed he was of noble birth
By his gait and dress,
graceful
As a swan
There was something of an air of mystery
A silent force
That drew him to her
But she didn’t want to attract such attention
From a stranger,
Who barely knew her.

Yet she was bold and found her voice
Decided to raise it to the sun
And gathering courage,
Made her choice
Whatever consequences would then come
"Excuse me, Sire,"
She managed to breathe
And by then it was too late
For he turned around,
The look in his eye was warm and sincere
And she could barely feel her feet.
"Is this the right way to the City
of Dreams?"
She queried, toughly,
For she knew he would bring no harm
And then when he faced her
She took a step back
Not expecting such honest charm

"Yes, indeed" he smiled kindly.
"If I may ask, without further ado..
Why on earth are you walking alone,
A lovely, sweet rose like you?"
She knew what he meant
For it was rough out there
With those who wish
To only take advantage.
With prying eyes
And prying hands.
Preying on those
Who cannot always manage
She knew she could easily
have her purse and legs
Opened by force
by strangers
Theirs was a lawless land
Where values were rare…
One was prone
To many dangers.

"I am stronger than I look, you know"
She aimed her wordly arrow
And struck
"Oh, yes, a feisty one you are,"
Came the retort
His eyes full of humor and *****

"Is this the way to the City of Dreams, or not?"
She asked with spice, yet saw a look so sweet
She imagined him tender, like a flower
As her heart lurched and skipped a beat
"It is, indeed, and apparently
I have found the best way to go.
But will you allow me to accompany you?
I can protect you, you know."

She was a spunky young woman.
Didn’t care about what others said or thought
Yet she hesitated to answer
For she knew her soul was bought

"Mmm..I can manage by myself" she lied
And started to walk ahead quickly
She knew that soon she'd let down her pride
As her soul-craving
Came hot and thickly.
She turned to him,
To hear his answer
But shock was in her eyes
For right in front of her
Exposed, revealed
Was a rare sight
A rather crimson surprise

"Oh, pardon me, Sir,"she said
But before I take my leave
I couldn’t help but notice..
That your heart is upon your sleeve.."

He looked down
And it was true
A blood red mass of pumping
Veins and arteries
That jumped off his beautiful suit
of velvet
"Oh good God" he said
And stumbled back on the pavement

"Wait, don't fall" she cried
And ran to catch him steady
She looked into his eyes and somehow let out
"I am here for you, when you are ready"
I will take your heart and hold it,
never let it go
Keep it warm and safe
Wherever your love will flow
If you want me
I will be yours to choose
Now put in that heart
Before it gets bruised!"

He looked up at her
And his heart was already
On air
He knew he'd better listen
For he was already in a snare

"I'm not sure I can" he gasped
But got up
And brushed himself off
By then his heart pumped
Within his chest
And despite the blood
Smeared upon his vest
She took his arm
And down the kingsroad
they progressed,
Half-aware, half-amazed
at this random meeting,
this unexpected recognition of souls
this feeling of frantic heart-beating…
So much to discover,
As the folds of time
Slowly fall back like wings
so much to revel in,
as Love, sublime
Slowly raises its voice
And sings
348 · Oct 2015
Miracle
Lora Lee Oct 2015
Once a tiny bud
Who grew outside of her protected liquid garden
Into a flowerburst of colors
Ultra-hued light
A taste of the divine
flowing from the heaven of her scent
as I hold her and inhale
I feel my own creation and hers mingling,
with the beat of my womb.
Each day,
so many colors, growing in intensity
Each day
so much depth unfurling from within
And with that earthsong, song of whales and mermaids,
a  gorgeous iridescence
That bestows light upon me
With its transcendant holiness
I know I am thus twice blessed:
A  starsong of delight
Who blesses and re-blesses her own miracle
of creation.
My own joyful garden, both in
And out of water
Able to burst up and out,
Seed by seed by seed.
And I wish to explode with it.
For now, I take a breath.
I have. I hold.
We glow.
Written in 2010, after the birth of my third child
344 · Dec 2015
Still Life With Love
Lora Lee Dec 2015
God, it's taking ages,
this withdrawal

For I still love you

God, it feels like forever
broken up in pieces

For I still love
you

My God
how I try
to hold back

For I still
      
love    

you.
342 · Nov 2015
Rain II
Lora Lee Nov 2015
Fine wide
droplets
dancing over
the faded strands
stuck to ground
so ordinary
so full of mystery
turning the dull
metal edge dust
into shining
pixels
that glow,
rustic, as
half-shell pearls
emerging
from the
murky sea
And, then--
your face
eyes ever shining
in the glowing
grey
341 · Sep 2015
Burning Ice
Lora Lee Sep 2015
What is this fire
Stirred up from within?
From deep inside
the embers of my soul
my heart is restless.

Here, with the children;
Motherly duties abound.
Take this bring that what is this
Can you help me?
Can I have…?
It is true:
My love for them holds
No bounds.
It is unlimited,
No matter what they need
Or demand

Yet
My soul, forever, wild,  
wanders through thickets
Of bush, my hair a-tangle
As I slip through
deserted forest
Through endless tundra
Moss tickling my toes
I do not even feel the cold.
I am in a swirling array
Of bright clean snow
Icy energy
That fills me up
Makes me glow….
Indeed, I have reached
The land of the seals and whales:
My own polar plateau.

Oh yes, my skin turns to ice
And my eyelashes frozen
Fingers numb
In  this deep freeze I have chosen.
I  lie, spread out
Upon the sheet of soft
White that surrounds me
A freezing sea that buoys me up
Like a babe in the womb
******* in the nourishment
of glacial waters
and gelid floes
the icicles forming around my toes.

And all the while,
inside me, the fire burns and burns
My heart upon a skewer,
turns and turns
I am simply ignited
By my own inner flame
One I cannot put out
Even if I wished
I am illuminated from within
Becoming cooked
inside my own skin…

Help me, great powers above
goddesses of fire and brimstone
Cool me
let the icy waters trickle down
to my deep
quivering spots
Let the smoke be gone
Let me dive into icy waters
And refresh my soul

For now,
I sit here, upon the sofa
Staring into space
House asleep.
My thoughts my own.
Incantations up and out
As my soul clamours and
Shouts.
It will be better
In the morning's
Glow.
I sleep
With incandescent
colors about my head
Like dreamy auroras
Surrounding my bed
My hands
Holding
My beating heart
Pumping
Flowing
Somehow whole
In all my parts.
340 · Nov 2015
Desire
Lora Lee Nov 2015
Desire...waving me down
like a flag
curling silk
crimson like
the heartbox lining
of those
chocolates from
somewhere in Europe
spilling
cream either
too sweet
or too bitter
I could
take my fill
Í could
taste each
And every one
But I know
this will be wasted
upon my scything
tongue
for all I want
in this
harvest time
is one flavor
one fruit
forbidden
to the colored point
As it explodes
along the cold
metal edge
of sensate buds
as they bloom upon
the tip
of my tongue
340 · Nov 2015
No Man's Land
Lora Lee Nov 2015
And I,
I am in no man's land
caught between continents
straddled between seas
as they roll
from the deep
and splash up on my knees

I am in between
a place
of light emerging
upon my face upturned
a kind of healing on the way
and also of emotion surging
rough waters breaking
on the quay

I cannot control it
cannot take it anymore
having such multiple times
to peel my heart from the floor

I wander here, in this land
pick strange fruit from the trees
I forage for berries
following birds and the echoes of bees

I look around
And try to see the wonder,
as lightning strikes down
as the skies rage in thunder

I am looking for you
but cannot find your presence
and at dusk,
in my loneliness
here I learn my lessons

For I seem to be cursed
to wander my days
In this in between place
Of longing
that just stays
and stays.
340 · Oct 2015
Journey to Home
Lora Lee Oct 2015
I look upon myself
from above,
not with technology
but with ancient
inner knowledge
Knowledge I have
acquired over
many times, many phases
Ánd what do I see?
A girl-woman
who has burst her chains
and is flying free.

My soul is soaring
Over the verdant greens
of hilltops and mountains
oceans and streams
I hear the faintest cry
of the foxes
and the sonar sound of whales
of mother creatures giving birth
and the quiet
wet slide of snails
I glide over mountain ranges
so high
that one must re-learn
how to breathe
heady oxygen
enters my
bloodstream.

Onto the ice floes
I continue to weave  
Snowy tundras call to me :
"Come to us and receive
The coolness to ease
your burning heart
the shade to relieve your soul…
Dive into the arctic waters
And let the deep freeze flow
Over your body
To calm and soothe
its heat
Into your heart
to temporarily relax
Its torrid beats

Onto
another world
of lush leafy forest
canopies of green
They seem
to understand my yearning
As they let off
their natural steam
instead of burning
Even the beasts cry out
as they come together,
The entire jungle is in estrus,
it seems,
as it comes alive
with a ******* music
beyond the control
of mammal and fowl
As the tigers cry,
I hear the wolves howl…
As all comes undone
At the seams

Now the vast deserts
Call me
Their whorls of texture
Twirling around my soul
But I cannot burn anymore
So I must push on
I must let them go
I need liquid, would do anything
For a drop of some form of water
Please …take me
to a stream or river
It cannot get any hotter
I need to take a dip with all
The nymphs
And otters, frogs
water lilies
sprout in my spine

Let me dive into the depths
Of freshness
Or fly into the depths
Of your soul
I raise my arms in supplication
For now
The heavens are in control


And then..whoosh..
My soul buoys up
Over to you
And within the refuge
Of  your arms
I need no landscape:
It all comes together;
The deserts, the jungles
The mountain air
The frosty ice floes
The forest floor
All the elements are
within this Love
this creation
between you and I
Passion, lust and beauty
Are the only things
That fly

…and now I have landed
no need to
restlessly roam…
for I have landed
in your air space

and my soul--
could it be?
yes,
is at
Home.
For a special person who is no longer in my life, but who I loved and yes...still do
334 · Nov 2015
Desert of Ice
Lora Lee Nov 2015
In union
expectations are high
Mine were so high for you
and I still want
a kind of perfection
in imperfectness

Now after so many years
I long for the melting
of your ice walls
Such a long tunnel ---
But hey,
bring on the torches.

Let the waters start to drip
and run
Let my slake my thirst
for what is not
Let me be a vessel
for those sacred waters
to fill me up
Let my desert
be plunged
into an ocean
of endless
glory
What we always wanted, no?
Now I must face my journey
on this tundra
an icy desert,
at home with you,
yet alone
Yes, it is a sad poem. But we must let ourselves feel. I always say: First feel. Then heal (I hope)..Have a good day, all
332 · Nov 2015
Fact or Fiction
Lora Lee Nov 2015
Fact or fiction?

You spin such wonderful tales
and I am caught
like a tiny spider
Lured into my own web
as well as yours
How I wish I could know
whether the stories
that dizzy and stun me
are true..for they intoxicate me
like the finest wine

How I wish I could be
wrapped up in the layers
of that soft, spongy web
you spin round my heart
Protecting me from life's hurts
But at this point
I cannot know whether the
Sweet sting
Is that of poison
Or elixir
manacle or miracle
old wives' tale
or fairy tale come true
and if I struggle to break free
whether I will be relieved
that I got away
or crushed
that I have lost
this silvery wisp
of a chance
forever
332 · Mar 2016
Private Universe
Lora Lee Mar 2016
I am dancing
in the night
my face turned upwards
          arms reaching to sky
drawn like a magnet
to the stars
as they burn
into my skin
my eyes
are shining into yours
as I sway
          across the floor….
These eyes are open
and seem to
penetrate the very dust
  as my heart beats              
                 desire
my solar plex,
                lust
I sway to the rhythm
and can do so on my own
but tonight
when you join me
            a strange magic unfolds
Primal beats
slowly take over
transform our
surroundings
         turn our hearts over
as we feel echoes pounding
Your gaze speaks volumes
your lips…they
barely graze mine
It is just for us,
this hot private universe
and I must say,
for the record:
It is  blowing my mind
                   So here,
in the intimate starry
backwaters of the soul
get lost with me
in our own tunnel vision
Hold me hard
  and
    release
         inhibition
322 · Nov 2015
Liberation
Lora Lee Nov 2015
And I am finally ready
to let you go
with a snap
of fingers
a toss of hair
like arcs of
autumn leaves
thrown
up into air
leafy shadows
of light
illuminating
my face
as I remove you
from my
personal
space
Once you were
my sunset glow
brilliant colors
juicing my flow
now I release them
back to the source
how nature helps
this
liberation force
305 · Feb 2016
The Heart Within Her
Lora Lee Feb 2016
I go about my day
good mother that I am
No one understands
How when I stop moving
                           cooking
                           helping
                          cleaning
                      ­   teaching
                         hugging
           mending little hearts    
No one can understand
How my own heart is   longing
                                  craving
               ­                  missing
                                cracking
                ­                splitting
not quitting
                    yet breaking
No one knows of my secret pain
buried deep inside
within fissures of steaming earth
My passion fighting
to be released
from my burning skin
My heart beats out twigs and soil
as it clamours to be loved
My hands reach out
to the stars
into the void of endless want
Help me, heavens above
My empty lips implore
Let my prayers be
answered, too

I want more
Poetry is a way to release the deeper emotions that  we might otherwise hold in. I am not sad 24 hours a day. I am busy and am thankful to have a life filled with positive things. I know how to feel joy.  However...sometimes sadness and pain still exist..and it must be expressed..thank goodness for writing, for the power of expression and for being able to share with other writers.
299 · Dec 2015
Warrior Girl, Quietly
Lora Lee Dec 2015
I brandish
my sword
don my
war boots
Yes
This is a battle
and I
am set
on winning

You will
not push
me aside,
No.
This
does not
happen.
Good girls
Also
Speak out
we fight
for our
rights
more than
you know
And we are
Hell-bent
on getting
our way
We glide
in the air
as samurais
and take
what is ours
rightfully
often in quiet
heated flair
And you
My warrior
Of light
And darkness
I take back
what you took
from me
I claim
my rights
to love you
yet
choose
when this
will be
295 · Oct 2015
Crazy Weather
Lora Lee Oct 2015
I feel
as though rays of light
are constantly
hitting me,
penetrating my soul
constantly beating me,
Sweetly
The winds are whipping up
Softly
getting stronger,
swaying me, pushing me
sweetly
There is a kind of tornado
Around my head
Whipping my hair
Into the air
And leaves in spinning energy
Invisible, but as strong
As a freight train
sweetly
I am twirling
My heart beating faster
Not sure how much
Longer I can keep
my feet
upon the  ground

The weather has gone crazy.
I am blinded
By the light
My heart is beating quickly
Light turns to darkness
And blackness turns to bright

And as the tornado begins
I am swept
Off my feet,
with no idea how
This came to be
And no desire
to retreat.
So, I say:
Bring it on, fair winds
Whip it up.
I am ready.
Inside, my heart
Beats in its
Fullest form
And I am ready
For a perfect
Storm
295 · Jan 2016
For Bowie, and Some Others
Lora Lee Jan 2016
And I cry
for so many losses
so many ties
that burn, that bind
waving in a lit-up
trail of dark..
there is the Starman
now up above in his glory
his beautiful music forever
penetrating
our souls
There is the precious love
of a friend, gone her way
leaving him to mourn her glow
So many others..actors,
musicians of our youth

And what of my precious love?
He lives. Yes, he lives
yet is no longer
mine, perhaps
never was
just an illusion of light
in my ever long tunnel
of sparkling darkness.

And now
I gather up
the shards
put back together
my heart of
glass
294 · Oct 2015
Spontaneous Combustion
Lora Lee Oct 2015
I am being consumed
By inner flames
Just coursing through me
Like a storm in my veins
Without control
I cannot stop them
If I tried
And something must
Be done before I'm fried
This inner inferno
Is seizing me
A sweet conflagration
Of colorful blaze
You are charring my coals
My head in a daze
Call the fire department
Try and put me out
But I think that lava
Will just pour from the spout
I am trapped inside this
Raging funnel of flame
Yes..you've set me on fire
Your love to blame
Now I sit here
And think of what to do
For my glowing hearth
Wants to devour you
I am in a conundrum
Of love and lust
**** put it out
before I combust
One curse word.
289 · Oct 2015
The Way I Know It Would Be
Lora Lee Oct 2015
The way I know it would be
Is soft like the light
As it slants inside
The window glass
at dawn or dusk
Hush
So quiet
The faintest
Feather touch
Of cheek upon cheek
The most delicate
Of lips brushing
Lips, velvet cream
Of desire
Upon the tips
Of my fingers
As they would caress
Your precious face
Your breathe
Upon me
As our souls mingle
Sweet sensations
Of electricity
That send tingles
Down the path
of my spine
its route, exquisitely divine
Up to the
Roots of my hair,
By now
a stream of flowers
Blooming at your
tender ministrations
Oh, my love
We are the the stars
Of our own
Precious
creation
284 · Oct 2015
My Secret Heartache
Lora Lee Oct 2015
I have a secret heartache
and it will not go away.
It will need
some time to heal
And it will,
I hope and pray.
I only wanted
fulfillment
I never meant
to cause pain
or feel hurt
in my own soul
as love washed away
like rain

I hope the other
feels it
That love was had and lost
And treasures
The gift given
Even though
It has now
been cruelly tossed.

So now I must nurse
this secret heartache
as I hope
for better days
and wait for the  
pain to subside
by extinguishing
the blaze…
By simply
letting myself feel
by reminding myself
I am whole
that I am worthy
of being loved
and strong
within my soul
Oct 28 written this very second
277 · Dec 2015
Tender Blue
Lora Lee Dec 2015
Put your
     rough-hewn hands  
around my
       fullness
hold it like a
         precious,
fragile cup

Drink from me,
       for desire
runneth over.

Love me
in the most
    vast
way
    possible

let my petals open
one
   by
     precious
one
only for you

as my light
     turns a tender
shade of blue

for my soul's skin
   is imprinted
with your
    infinite
tattoo
274 · Dec 2015
To Prefer the Passion
Lora Lee Dec 2015
To the tunes
of my favorite music
I dance
as tears stream down
my tender cheek.
All I wanted was love.
All I wanted
was soul's relief.

All I know is that
I have loved
and still do
This bursting
in my heart
will not reside
I attempt to will it away
with magic, with potions
but it keeps
its embers
quite alive

Embers that dance into flame
flames that rise and rise
smoke that wisps
into your form
as I turn away my eyes

And I know
that like a phoenix
I will rise up
and love again
I will survive this difficult time
and I will flourish
until the end

In the meantime
I feel like exploding
into a thousand pieces ---
this ball of fire unfulfilled.
But I let myself feel anyway,
lest I turn to alabaster,
for I always prefer the passion
rather than be chilled
269 · Oct 2015
Elements of Emotion
Lora Lee Oct 2015
I.

Like an unknown element

of the supernatural,

a mystery of nature…

this cannot be explained

I try to reason,

but the force -

the power -

the wonder -

shakes me up

like percussion under skin

Under influence

Of a small earthquake,

I sway and stumble

Reaching out

As my heart rumbles

In distant thunder

Boom..the heat

Boom…the beat

Pulsations under skin

My flesh tingles

As thoughts of you

Weave a tapestry within.

II.

You

have made

every single cell

call out in boundless

electricity…

Even the membranes

between them

are alight

with tiny stars.

You

have placed wires

beneath my skin

and flipped the switch,

releasing fireworks

where not even

the smallest of flames

burned before.

Now

as I stand in the

black cloak of night

You can see me from afar;

For I am illuminated

from within.

I send smoke signals,

arcs of light,

as I imagine

skin on skin.

III.

My heart

beats sparks

My blood

rushes in ripples

of liquid fire…

the scent of basalt

and obsidian

in the air.

The scent of my own desire

Makes me slick,

Runs like lava

Between my thighs.

I am a-blaze

in a sea of flames

as lava fuels

this vessel

that is my body

And I allow my soul

To rise up

Across oceans

Across mountains…

Rise up

And fly…

I am spiraling

In the cool night air

to meet you

for a quick dance

of explosion

Here, back on earth

a luminescent

fever shakes

my molecules

to the core.

I curl into myself,

Hold my knees,

Float like an embryo

When I am ready,

I unfurl

Reach up

And out.

Take that glow into

My own hands

Cast it

Into air

Like a beacon.
For a very special person.
268 · Feb 2016
Expecting Fire
Lora Lee Feb 2016
I wanted
    yes, so much
firey whispers
to glow in the black
I wanted
         yes, so wide
my skin under
  your burning
lips to brand me
as the night kissed dawn
I wanted
         Yes, so deeply
    to breathe in the wisps
of this new softness
   as you coaxed out mine
like a shy snail
Now the night
        comforts
as tears do flow
stain cheeks
as I strain to retain
             lost words
promises not kept
yet not quite made
so what was I expecting
perhaps
Magic
264 · Mar 2016
Unexpected. Spring.
Lora Lee Mar 2016
A certain spring has been
emboldened
buds open
with tender care
as the tiniest of shoots
grace the branches
of my heart
fragile yet steady
I wish to coax you out
of your spiral
keep it on slow burn
show you
how to embrace the dark
I beckon you
to the open fields
to lay amongst tall grasses
and look into my eyes
unlock the secrets
to my heart
to tap that quiet wilderness
you are building
with a bang
and a spark
You boast unexpected
naughtiness
that melds with my
sass and *****
at the same time
there are mysteries
as yet unsolved
Yes, this trip
could get interesting
In the meantime
what I wish
for you to hear
my lips dare not say
because on the eve
of this new
venture…
I just
want you
to stay
261 · Nov 2015
Out You Go
Lora Lee Nov 2015
I guess
You could not handle
me
and I was so open to you
A Queen accepting
visitors, you ---
a special sort of knight
but in the end,
a coward

Queens also get hurt.
And this one
must now banish you
from the kingdom

So take your wounded horse
and fly
256 · Oct 2015
Withdrawal
Lora Lee Oct 2015
I am trying
to flush you
out of my system
like a drug addict
I am in withdrawal
Every sentence
you whispered to me
every word
of love
imprinted upon
my heart's walls.
I am remembering
the intimate talks
under the stars
on those private
night walks
in the cool
dark air
that soothed
and excited
my burning heart
as secrets and confidences
we did share

As I think of
the sound of your voice
I also know deep inside
That there was a risk
in my secret choice
a danger of loss did abide
for I have others to think of
and that was
too difficult for us
to bear
Yet whilst I realize
that this decision
is wise
the heart is
still prone
to tear.

O comfort me, winds from above
Let me heal from
this burning love
Let the power of
my being
Release my pain
And be so
freeing
I raise my arms
in supplication
I let the calming
night air
rock me to sleep
under Orion's belt I wander
thinking of healing
emotions so deep
soothing my heart
soothing my soul
filling the wound
with a poultice
to seep

And I know
that in my mourning
a lesson will be learned.
Perhaps inside
a small voice of warning
to ensure that
in the future
I will not be burned.
I will feel passion
with joy
and wonder
but make sure
to choose wisely
before it gets deep
to keep my heart
from being pulled a-sunder
to keep my eyes
from wanting to weep.
I will walk through life
and enjoy it
Take it by the horns
And celebrate its fire
I will feed my intelligence
with fodder
of poetry and music
feed my soul
with love and desire
I will strive for perfection
and be a good woman
a great mother
yet never give up
on my dreams
and when needed
I will call upon
divine intervention
to bathe me
in the
sacred light
of its
comforting
beams
252 · Nov 2015
Rain
Lora Lee Nov 2015
Rain pouring

in the desert

makes me

so lustful

for Life.

And it has been

cascading down

for hours

Thunder roaring

Lightening crackling

My spine a-shiver

I want to be

under the covers,

next to you

skin on skin

hear you breathing

in and out

rising toward me

with each kiss

I want

my head upon

your chest

to feel the pound

of your heart

as it reverberates

into mine

I want the overflow

of your love

wrapped around me

like a vine

an efflux

of emotion

that sends ripples

right through me all of

my pores

filled up and tingling

with the outpour

like a river

unstoppable

I am ready for it

for that force

of nature

as I rise up

to meet you,

my ebb,

your flow

under the

moon

and its

rapturous

Glow
243 · Oct 2015
Fallen
Lora Lee Oct 2015
My heart
is a battlefield
and I have gone
to fight.
I've brandished
my sword
like a samurai
I am wearing my armor
But I've
let it down
and thus
find myself
here,
on the ground.
I am trying to get
Up
for it's just
not supposed to be
Yet I
find myself attracted
to the rocks
and the trees
as they look from below
as I gaze up
at the sky
all the time
asking myself
"How? Why?'"
My heart
beats here,
wounded
yet working
and strong
but with cuts
that are deep….
I wonder how long
it will be until
they find me
here
on the floor
of the forest
so green
with a wound
so sore
I lay my weapon
upon the dirt
and turn
to the stars
to comfort
my hurt
231 · Oct 2015
Spontaneous Combustion
Lora Lee Oct 2015
I am being consumed
By inner flames
Just coursing through me
Like a storm in my veins
Without control
I cannot stop them
If I tried
And something must
Be done before I'm fried
This inner inferno
Is seizing me
A sweet conflagration
Of colorful blaze
You are charring my coals
My head in a daze
Call the fire department
Try and put me out
But I think that lava
Will just pour out of the spout
I am trapped inside this
Raging funnel of flame
Yes..you've set me on fire
Your love to blame
Now I sit here
And think of what to do
For my glowing hearth
Wants to devour you
I am in a conundrum
Of love and lust
**** put it out
before I combust
225 · Nov 2015
Tough Angels
Lora Lee Nov 2015
Here,
where there are
stands on wheels
and plastic bags
marked with long,
medicinal names
Here,
where children
must endure
fear and
so many
****** of pain
Here,
also exists
a world of perspective
and a world of kindness, too
a world of hope
and understanding
with dedication
true.

Here
Another world exists
and my heart
wishes to fly into
each and every room
and offer comfort
to these tender souls
to tend to them as flowers,
to watch them shine
and bloom
Hush now, no more tears
Let the pain disperse
into the air
We know that you are fighting
and that life is not always fair
Here
the doctors and nurses
are tough angels…
unable to be soft
yet not hardened
kind and strength-giving
as they administer the
remedies
to sweet children
at all ages
and all stages
not letting their disease
be pardoned

I know that the most strength
Comes from the Beautiful Child herself:
And she is my shining,
amazing being,
my Pixie of hope, my gorgeous elf.
I send my prayers
Up above
And thank the Universe
The stars
For giving us a freedom
A strength that is only ours
For releasing that unwanted thing
For giving us a miracle
And I raise my head up to the skies
Bless the spiritual
mental
and physical
And we continue
This process
of medicine
to keep it all away
just once a month
for a few hours
and exactly
four days

"May she always
and only be healthy"
are the words and prayers
to go with this endeavor
yes, only Happy and Healthy
from this day
onwards
into
her own
Vitalic
Successful
Forever

(Amen)
for my daughter

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