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Seducer666
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His delicious words spilled out upon the page
Like sensual kisses so perfectly placed
She drank them in like drops of sin
And like green ivy vines, those words intertwined
The seducer and the seduced
The dance went on late into the night
As she hung on his every sweet word
Failing to notice his predator’s stare
Or the small drops of blood on his vest
She couldn’t resist giving in to desire
Till his teeth sunk deep into her flesh
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Going the Wrong Speed
Eliza
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The midnight wind swept her hair
Like silken darkness across her face
She glanced once from side to side
Then continued with bold strides
Across broken rocks and fallen branches
Her aching feet finally arriving
Toes pointed toward the black iron gates
Eliza removed an object from her bag
Moonlight splashing a reflection
Onto the cold steel of the barrel
She thrust as hard as her body could bare
And the object flung over the gates
Into the blackness of the overgrowth
That strangled the cemetary markers
Looking like strange alien spiders
The cold black steel disappeared
The evidence was swallowed up
Never to have existed in the first place
Eliza trembled at her imagination
Half with dread and half with remorse
That she could never pull the trigger
Even pointed at that god forsaken monster
The sound of her name broke the silence
And echoed through the streets
She turned towards the direction
From where the creature was beckoning
Dropping her face and hunching forward
She slowly began to make her way back
To home where the creature kept her
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Strawberry Moon
Mystical mother moon
Flood me with your beautiful dreams
Of timeless memories from past and future
Intertwined and masterfully mixed
Into this one moment of silence bewitched
Gracing me with your empowerment
For I am more that my earthly story
And I am expansive beyond this narrative
That tries to hold me to its limitations
I am one with you and all of your dreams
Your wondrous ever changing color schemes
The surging passion that your magic brings
Envelope me in your hypnotic streams
Of arising consciousness
And new found dreams
Moments of Clarity – Guided Meditation Poetry
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You can feel the sensual texture
Of the cold grass under your feet
Its wetness between your toes
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The healing warmth of sunlight
Streaming its goodness
Onto your neck and shoulders
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And down your arms
Ahead in the distance you see
The most perfect house you can
Imagine with every detail exactly
The way it would have been
If you had built it in a dream
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You create, conduct and orchestrate
Each tiny sound that you hear
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The sounds occur at once with
Your inner hearing and desires
Each birdsong and the whisper
Of the wind through the
Rustling trees that stand strong
Yet sway with a dance-like magic
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As if they are at once set upon
Their wisdom and beliefs yet
Able to adapt and flow with the
Unexpected and the unpredictable
As if they innately realize that
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Resilience has the characteristics
Of water as well as of rock…
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You venture forward towards
That beautiful dwelling and at once
You recognize it is yours because
It has every tiny detail
In just the perfect way you would
Want it to be and have dared not
Even think to dream of having but
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This is the moment to dream
In perfect clarity and minute detail
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Yes surely this is the moment
For dreams to become clear
Because we exist in both realms
At once the waking world reality
And the dream state of illusion
Where we dare or where we don’t
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Where we can accept what we see
Or create something new
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Create
With the paint brush of your imagination
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Because the more you believe
Is possible in your dreams
The more you will manifest here
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The physical world that seems unalterable
Compared to your dream reality but
But is actually less solid and set
Than you have been conditioned
to believe and to perceive
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By others since the day you were born
But this very moment is not the
Time for thinking nor regret
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It is not the time for blidly following
Anyone or anything
Because this moment
Is the only moment there is
The moment that can influence future
but not by worrying about future
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This present moment
That you have been conditioned to discard
For past and for future moments
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And interpretations of those
Invisible realities which they will
Tell you are more important
Than the only moment which
Really exists which is now
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So revel in its power asleep
Create in its power awake
And open your inner eyes to see
What is hidden but in plain sight
Misfits
🍸🍹Silly New Year’s Eve Poem 🍷🍹
Happy New Year to all of you
I could not wear my high heal 👠👠
I tried them on but my 👣 must have grew
So then I drew a 💖 for you
I thought I might ask you for a 💋😘
But I ate some 🎂that looked like this 🍰
I did my hair and tied it with a 🎀
Then painted my finger 💅 and my toes
All dressed up with no place to go
I went outside to see the 🌙🌖
Came back inside to wrap a gift 📦 for you
Used the 🎀 from my up in hair
But that 🍦 🍧melted far too soon
Wrote you a song 🎶 on my 🎸
Went back outside to see the 🌠🌌
Came back in again to play 🎹 for awhile
Then wrote this poem to make you 😄
Only the Sound of the Wind
Silence
Finally
No people around
Peace to think
Only the sounds
of the beautiful wind
It was probably making those noises before
Covered up by the all the noise
Everyone calling
Wanting something
Endless demands
Endless interruptions
There is a gentle peace in solitude
If only for an hour
Late in the night
Sometimes I think
Insomnia
is my way to have a few hours
of solitude
and quiet
The incessant stream of hearing my name
Knowing that I will be interrupted
That the peace will be disturbed
at any time
during the daylight hours
It wears on me
It makes my long for
The quiet of the night
Finally here
Alone
Solitude
Peace
Release
Reprieve
Silence
Except for the sounds
of the
Magical Wind
The Oneness of All
Why do they tell me
Who they think I should be
I know who I am
I’m Annie
That’s me
I know what I like and I
know what I don’t
Sounds
of the ocean
Smell
of the grass
Taste of sweet kisses
Touch of a hand
Two spirits connecting
Compassion
and love
Priorities
In the right place
Where they go
True hearts when they break
Tears when they flow
These things are important
I know it is so
So don’t try
to woo me
With gossip
and shame
Manipulation by trying
to make me feel less than sane
The truth
is quite plain
Mundane conversation
Just bores me to death
My call
is to people
With truth on their breath
I speak what I feel
And I speak what I know
Humanity’s oneness
Should be
the first goal
Love unconditional
Mercy and grace
If you look
in your hearts
You will see
a small trace
Of truth
as it is
And truth
that is all
What matters
forever
The oneness
of all
No one deserves less
No one should feel invisible
We were born with a wholeness
Deserving what we dream
For what you imagine is
your legitimate dream
You can create your own life
and You Matter
It’s true
The feelings you feel
Are telling something to you