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Leanne Hillman Apr 2018
Here I sit in thoughts all are you 
My ingredients make a Devil's Stew    
No cook or Crocker, this is True        
Coal black caldron, Indigo hue            
   My Kept Still Keeps...    
     My Truth's still True  
No eye of nuet, nor Fish sun su           
 Abstracts sour this Witch's brew
Stirred my Triumph getting Ov'er you  
Just like that, the Devil knew!
Appeared before me in nothing "To Do"
  
A different vessel for this Witch's pour!                      
Devil I seek an Alternate store-            
A witch's which a Knew no more Tongue's vile taste in haste born clues
Empty voids and 'Nothing new's            
Like
A Magic Trick  -or-
I Owe You
  The Devil made me do it! The Devil's due             
Measured vessel prepared for you with heaping spoon's of Devil's Stew

So it Tis!
      To Come it was...
Our Flame lit Fuse
      My Twin Flame Devil
     My Mystic Muse
       Our Flame Fire Forged
One Wicked Tune
Leanne Hillman Feb 2018
~ The Divine Feminine
* Europa *
Heaven on Earth ~

You arrived
The Grand Architect Glowed

  Infinitely Ascending
We are come to the Know  

    Take my hand Forever!
Up & away we'll go...

      Ever My strength in Love
            I promise to Show    
  
     I will change how your Eyes See ~
In your Soul's Song "Free" ~
Leanne Hillman Feb 2018
Am Is Are
       Was Were Being Been
                Do Did Does, Can Could.

Have Has Had
         Shall Should
                  May Might Must...

Will Would!

By: Leanne M. Hillman
Leanne Hillman Oct 2017
Once is a Mistake.
Twice is a Decision.

Relinquished of Our Sanity
Led to nook and cranny
Dictated by a fallacy
Is now Our own Reality

We're all Victims of Our Vanity
We Revel in Our Insanity- &
Blame it On Humanity

Choice is Our Eternity!
Simply Lose the Insecurity
Stop all Our false Purity

Collectively in Our Clarity
Ceasing all Our Disparity
Leanne Hillman Oct 2017
Where the Sidewalk Ends

The irresistible treasure of our unspoken pleasure
The power to fill a voided hug-
That validation is one hell of a drug!

Now in name I’m all suffer and maim
Pursuant in claim I undressed my name
In it all only to be Slain?

Inside my chest an ***** gone Lame
All a result of targeted aim
Why rush to blame and not be in Refrain?

I come to you in cleanest of Names
Professor, Aggressor and Successor Inane
Known as The game ~
Life’s paths unending and won’t leave a Stain!

October 29, 2017 | Written by: Leanne M. Hillman
Leanne Hillman Oct 2017
There is only one Wizard of Tiny pink glee
Infinite procession in Magical Be
A Daddy, Dad, a Father is He

Unbroken, untamed is how he made  me
An infinite procession in Magical "Be"- -

know how you know?
Yes. I am thee!
Excellent, then. Onto remind me…

The wizard, wand and warlock all 3
Bejeweled not shiney- no someday we'll see?

He holds the mystery with one golden Key

Go. Participate. Change is a foot!
Confoundedly consistent, You wrote the book

Life is messy & no Symphony
No music. no composer. No orchestra seat

Listen in song and tap your feet
Be hear and now- a Melody beats

Of Poet, of poem in it to See
You are my Father
Pure poetry!
Leanne Hillman Jul 2017
~  Life ~

Spherical in Nature
  of Time and Space
Not bound

You are the Treasure!
  A map Unknowingly
found

The routes and roads
 you travel
Familiar all in Sound

An Alpha & Omega
  the Light you bear
Astounds!

Into the Brazen darkness
   your feet still touch of  ground

Stretched a little Finger
     & Sliced
  Ethereal Realm
_____
      
As for the Earth
  Out of it
     Cometh    
           Bread

An Earth turned
   upsidedown~

     & Fire Roars
           Instead!
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