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Impromptu
Concocted in my mind
Excitement or disappointment
Doe eyed and coy
**** and enticement
Heart a beating
And abeating
And abeating
A calmness
Sly smiles not a facade
Lackadaisical in emotion
Tethered doll am I
Seduction unnecessary
Unknown to our pairing
Anxiety unknown
What does it hold
All or nothing
The curiosity
Endless chatter
tastes so good
Stay
There is this sacred place nearby
And few years past I acquired
A few acres from that sacred place
deep in the woods
Most would call the wilderness
but home to me
So magical of a place
my mind’s eyes disappearance...
Deep In abyss of the mountains
Peace and quiet exactly
What my soul needed
my spirit and heart at peace here
So whenever
peace tries to escape my mind
You could always
find me there, lurking there
Setting up my mind free
and just like a dream I belong
So amazing and sacred
even the greatest artist
could never captured its allure
Perfect place
for a poetic mind to dwell
The sounds of wind blowing
the birds singing
and
the wonderful
sounds of the river caressing
the Rocky Mountains
so peacefully restfully soothing
put my trouble mind at ease...
The Rocky Mountains stone
truly a sacred place to  me
nothing but love
what a place of ecstasy
strikingly when night falls
being way off the grid
In the endless darkness of night
lightning bugs Lanterns my paths
away from the restless tango
of the bright lights
city noises  
and a venue divided by loathing
Here in abyss of the mountains
I am at one with nature
enjoying all God’s creatures
Scrutinizing the wild tango and crawling in
the thickest bushy mountain
while relaxing my back
on my grass quilt
at the Same time cooling my feet
In the creek near the fire
a seeing flare
to keep my soul warm
and with no other care in mind
I allow my mind soul to roam free
In the sacred garden of ecstasy
to escape the here and now
No doubt such beauty
of a place can restore a mental calm
when my feet are on fire
faith cracks peace is no more
and nowhere else to run
Here by the red rock creek
my wilderness Momma
is where I’ll doze.
Don't keep your eye so focused
on soaring higher and higher
that you forget the ground

Nurture the soil
See that it stays rich and hale
But most importantly,
stay close to your roots

There is still pleasure and reward
for tending to the small details

As hard as it can be,
as draining, as annoying,
In the end it will sprout and
make your garden all the
more beautiful
There is beauty and energy in finer details when it comes to any craft we hold dear. It's best to do what you love for the soul, the sale comes next.
Too bad few people understand that...
Anyway, I'll be back tomorrow! ^-^
Night, y'all!
Lyn ***
 Sep 2018 McDonald tsiie
Medusa
holy grail might have been
chalice, a woman's cup
challenge, for to save
her love

knight templars might have been
reporters with long zoom lenses
watching guinnie & lance
cavort about on a stone

none who were not there can touch
beauty, knowledge, fate,
legend leaves tracks for more to follow
let lovers follow us

it was my moment in the sun
my shining nothing conflicting
inside my head were the pure
chords of ethereal air

breathing in rhyme & circular riffs
as if entirely upon harps
& flutes

sun, it's never too late
moon, give it up

united we shall be

universe is bigger than this love
but galaxy?

may in fact collapse
entire, & strand us all
with empty hands

aching hearts
mouths who never said it
to you but then again

you
always
knew
#universe #galaxy #hearts
 Sep 2018 McDonald tsiie
Medusa
love like we did
cavern toes to nose
bury me where

we sleep

move on again
you must keep moving
bury me with my single bead

bone I save from my lost child
if this one dies first,  then
bury us together

not in death season
not worth it, not well
if you can, I know you

you will bury me in long grass
like fingertips licking at fire
you will place me just so

so that I will move on
next plain of understanding
hope, love, anointed with right

oils, please take this sad body
bury me with my lone bead
never forget how we loved

life
 Sep 2018 McDonald tsiie
Katli
The truth is i am afraid
Afraid of being too close

My heart beat accelerates when you're around
Hands begin to tremble as i entwine my fingers

Evading your eyes,
Shivers surge down my spine as
I recall how you whispered "mine" against my neck
 Sep 2018 McDonald tsiie
Katli
Today
 Sep 2018 McDonald tsiie
Katli
Today I sat in front of the mirror and questioned my worth
I questioned my beauty
I questioned my heart

I am not brave nor am I strong
As tears rolled down my face
Whispers continued to taunt me
Are u enough ?

Today I sat in front of the mirror and fell apart  as my heart shattered before my eyes
 Sep 2018 McDonald tsiie
Katli
why ?
 Sep 2018 McDonald tsiie
Katli
Why don't you write ?
Perhaps you're mind could be a better place
Rather than one filled with chaos
Why don't you pour  your soul onto a page
Rather than sit with a heavy tongue.
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