Gypsy Woman

it’s not what you are running from

it’s where you are heading to,

the desire

the hope

you are one of a few,

needing to fulfill

inquisitive minds

exploring

the unknown

leaving the rest behind,

it’s blissful awareness of

everlasting anew,

a soul calls home

where all fresh dreams

go to brew

ambiguously,

it’s the untold story

that never would be

if not for the sacrifice

of two…

or three…

title inpired by Fireblossom

Rising Above

I can't.

I won't.

will never.

give up.

refusing to be the victim.

rising above,

nonsensical verbiage

actions

saddened only by,

your sadistic eyes.

Loves Capabilities

they all love you…

my friends,

family,

they do!

they tell me so…

constantly

the charm, the wit,

the adorable ways of which

you love me.

all chivalrous and conforming.

they wish me to be more like you,

like them…

yet, each morning i wake,

and i am me.

none of the above

of which you all seek.

can i still be loved?

the unconventional me?

or must i sustain the constant

ridicule, judgment, passiveness?

just love me, is all i ask…

the madness that is me

i take the vow, to love in return,

as capable as me can be.

What If?

what if this kiss

was our last?

what if good-bye

was forever?

the time we held each other,

only a memory

distance escaping us,

what if…

we were no longer?

would you remember me?

remember us?

what we could have been?

what if…

two words,

two souls,

lost, eternally

would you…?

remember me?

what we were?

what if,

good-bye was forever?

our last time,

our last

Thank You Larry G!

a bit confused...

do I learn to walk

before I swim?

do I learn to swim

before I fly?

perhaps I should learn to live,

before I die...

inspired by http://ytfe.blogspot.com/

paradise

take me away

to a land of forgiveness

peace and purity

glam and passion

take me beyond,

to a land far from here

no baggage required

heading for the horizons

into sunsets and sunrises

perfectly blended

with moonlit waters

calmly reflecting,

a surrender

to you

from me

i’ll find my way,

if you’ll take me

selective memory

time slips…

fades away into the eternal distance

filled, yet forgotten

past transgressions and lessons

history repeats itself

over and over

laughing hysterically

for the rumpus delight

of the forsaken

love, let love, forget love

to love again

passionate placement

in the timeline of life

fading the memories

of long-ago forgotten

rising, to the bliss

of born-again forgiveness

again and again

forgotten

each day

time slips away…

memories suppressed

be reborn today.