Planets, Black Holes
     And Suns of Many  
  
Darkness So deep of
     Light not Any

So Far Away It Fails to Me
A Milky Way- Our Galaxy

Near neighbors Unknow
& Unlikely to Be

The sway a Light year
     As claimed by We

Of a dark so deep &
   Vastly be  

Imagination assigned to
     An Empty Sea
  
Dark Matter so much...
   The Name given the-

An Earthly night
    A Full Moon Bright

Constellations and     Stars...
   All Shiney and Many

A Full Moon In Love ~
    Is Life A Plenty

By:  Leanne Hillman Copyright 6-30-17.

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

~  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!

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

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!

~ 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" ~

The Inherent Angelic embraces
Her Arms Not appear to be
  Everlasting are these Hugs
Occult & Not be Seen
    Ethereal, Eternal, a              Special delivery
  Unseen to all
     A Creator's Mystery
Wings are Her arms
an Impossiblity!

Not designed for you
  are Sacred wholly to Me
   Wings of Light are Arms
Elevated Hugs are these
   Mine Forever alone and Lasting sure to be
   The Faeries Tale of True
  Are told to you & me
Magical in the crafting
  A Wing's ability

   Elusive & no choice
With Decisive Energy
         *   Snapped  º  
      Clipped forever!
        Wing's eternally

  Heavenly And Holy
Not a Life fed Recipe-
Wings are the Magic
The Wond of Majesty

By: Leanne Hillman Copyrighted-  6/4/17