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Monica Mar 2018
Set an intention
To be present here
Make a resolution
for the new year

Doesn’t have to be grand
Simple is best
Maybe you need
A moment of rest

A breath of fresh air
A challenge or two
Whatever it is
It should benefit you

Strive toward a goal
Be mindful each day
be Kind to yourself
If tomorrow you stray

And To hell with perfection
You are divine
Happiness is progress
Keep your chin to the sky

Close your eyes for a second
feel your existence
Feel your heart beat
Deep inside your chest

Live in this moment
and take what you need
Keep moving forward
At your own speed

At the end of each day
reflect on the moments
you felt most alive
repeat tomorrow
for a lifetime of paradise
Monica Mar 2018
One hundred and seven pennies under my tongue
From all the times you never cared for my thoughts
Swallowing them up
Left a metallic taste in my mouth
Bitter
Reminiscent of the blood I ****** off my dripping skin
From your words of indifference that cut deep
Into my soft poet’s heart, that aches to be set free
These rusty coins sit in my throat
Tastes sour

I wander for water to quench my thirst
Searching for the perfect words, a secret key
When an empty book calls to me
The lady at the counter says one hundred pennies, please
I feel my throat tighten, resisting release
This little book silently promises ease
This
Tastes sour
But fills the depth of my desire
To be known completely
An intangible hug warms my body
Wrapping my heart in a hazel aura
Guiding me Home

Now my trustee black book with a broken spine and pages filled
Calls to me from time to time
Frees the songbird from my ribcage
And ignites a fire in my mind
Squeezing creative juices from my right side brain
A golden energy trickles down my spine
And through my fingertips
Flowing like honey through my ball point pen
Onto a blank canvass
That begs
To know me better
To hear my words
It lets me purge
These thoughts with no resistance

The white space of a turned page
Offers a pillow for my tired eyes to close
And invites my imagination to wake up
And paint vivid colors with my words
I speak so fluently in this cursive tongue, now
It keeps me sane so I remain
With my soul between its pages

Tucked into an embrace of solace
These words float from my brain
And every thought becomes ingrained
In these pages,
That glisten with my copper-colored word *****
Each corner bathing in my tears and my fears and my freedom
Reflecting passion poured from a piercing hot artist’s kiln
Critiqued by no one

This is a poet’s chant
And one by one,
I spend my pennies
To be heard
On this medium of acceptance
As you too, Deserve
Monica Jan 2018
Take me home to your peaceful place
No friend or lover bestows it like I know you will
No day breaks and washes calm and ease
Like the day the sun sets and I become whole
My chest bursts open and out my light runs free
Let my embers blow in the wind toward the coastline
Guiding my soul into the bright light where
The sunset wraps me in its rays and holds me close
And on a cloud with white wispy feet I'll float above into the sky
To fill the spaces I belong
The nooks and crannies of the universe a little more full
Of my love. Of his love. Of her love. Of our being.
Symphonies will pulse through the black sky
As the stars dance and twinkle
In this universal bliss that runs through space, an intergalactic river pouring into an ocean of light
Infinite love
And I know
I am home
I am
Monica Jan 2018
She is a slow dancer
Flickering around her pole
Swaying with the wind
Leaving an imprint on your mind
Close your eyes and she dances in purple neon across your eyelids
She is a strong dancer
She heats up the room with each bend
Don't get too close
Her resistance is vital
She is a dangerous dancer
Her beauty is fierce yet mellow
Her smoldering curves draw you in
you want to get close to her irresistible pull
You circle the smooth path leading to her space
And dive into the tranquil warm waters
She dances above
You are in a trance
As she ignites her soul into the atmosphere
Energizing the room with a soft glow
You bask in the warmth of her fire
Sipping in her sweet nectar as you swim closer
She moves fiercely like the wind
As you approach her space
You indulge in her temptation, if only for a moment
She leaves her mark on your lips
And escapes with a wisp of smoke
Monica Sep 2017
i am an opal
a rainbow of clouded beauty
a statement of character
uniqueness
not to be tied in a knot
don’t call me princess
don’t cut me into your favorite shape
leave my edges rough
blow away the carbon dust
leave our fingers bare
you want me pure, crystal clear
honey, my dresses are all black
like these silk sheets i lay on
so come play
with my brilliance
or have karats for breakfast every day
and when you look at her
all you’ll see is me
shimmering in your dreams
Monica Apr 2017
The deep oceans in your eyes
Rise and fall up and down my body
Like the rippling tide growing stronger
With the pull of the moon

You Draw me into your orbit
You begin Circling me and I begin circling you
And after a while I can't tell the difference
As we start to blur In this space

Your breath invites me in
Enticing evergreen matching your eyes
My skin begins to melt
Into a warm pool that floats above
And surrounds us with a blanketing tug

A fire is ignited and begins to burn through my ribcage
Trickling down my back and circling my thighs
In blue blue light

traces of your bite form a wet path
Tracing the soft spot above my collarbone
Slowly creating friction In my atmosphere
You graze my lips and a shock sends vibrations down my spine

I dive into your glistening skin
Drinking the oozing passion from your fingertips
As they run along my slippery skin
And I interlace my body with yours

We begin to sway with each wave
Sinking below the surface of consciousness
Into a deep fluid dance

A pattern of Seduction and expression ****** with the thrashing tide
Reddish-Amber colored energy dances around our interwoven souls
As we Climb through levels of sweet bliss riding atop the white caps

I sink further into an abyss of ecstasy
As the rhythm of life ascends
Sending ripples of euphoria into each cell of my being
Rocking me into a trance

A beam of light bursts between us
I see stars as I'm starved of air
Paralyzed with rapture
Exhaling all my energy as I float into the sky

The heavens cradle us in their arms
We drink from the mouth of the gods a peaceful elixir white as poppy milk
And I float back into you once more
And find you gazing at me
With a cool blue smile
As we float on this slow tide
Monica Mar 2017
We're gonna make it through this, right?
we can put a stop to these endless nights
Of comparing selfish sides
Until we see the blazing light
Of the fire that burns in our throats
Oh wait that's the mourning light
Shining in through the window bright
Illuminating the stubborn golden gild we wrapped around ourselves tight
Tinted with twisted satisfaction and delight
Take a bite out of this sour apple
Let your teeth sink into it until you have my sight
Because we both screamed what we wanted
Until it didn't feel right
Until our lungs felt tight
And our hearts pulsated In our throats
The absence of each other
Left us raw with the insight
That Reminded us why we hold on so tight
At the end of it all
We just want to make things right
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