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Then & Now: Two Poems
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Then & Now: Two Poems Hmmm…found this today in old files…I’ve come a long way, ! I am She I am She sits alone Just be in a crowded place with people don't know her I am She is old and wise but not wise enough see the truth I am She the odd duck in the neighborhood bar trying hard hold on live in the moment without being seen I am She that nobody knows yet everyone recognizes when the music starts she closes her eyes, feels the rhythm coursing through her blood fists open then close the beat that pulsing primal flood screaming “move! Move! MOVE! Move dammit!” Shake that thing, That thing that grips and taunts Shapes your days into nightmares I Am She Maleficent Whose wings Ripped from her back by treacherous love corrupted completely betrayal finished the act with hope of recovery pain that sears the wounds in my back.  ok, that was then. This is now: written 6-24-20  EXQUISITE DESTINATION STRANGE SEX. IT'S A VACATION OF SORTS THE FLIRTING, THE BUILD-UP THE PLANNING YOUR COURSE YOU DREAM. YOU FANTASIZE THE FARAWAY PLACES WHERE THE SUN SHINES ALL THE WHILE AND MOONLIT NIGHTS IN SHINING SANDS BRIMMING WITH POSSIBILITIES MATERIALIZE YOU SMILE YOU'RE GIDDY AS THE PLANE TAXIES DOWN THE RUNWAY OR AS YOU WAIT AT THE BAR TILL THE HANDSOME STRANGER GRACIOUSLY INTERRUPTS YOUR THOUGHTS SIT BESIDE YOU; LOCKING EYES READY JOIN YOU IN YOUR TRAVELS SOME DAY TAKING YOU THE EXOTIC BRINGING YOU THAT EXQUISITE DESTINATION WHERE YOU RELAX & RELINQUISH CONTROL WITH NO HESISTATION WHERE YOU LAUGH & SMILE A MEMORY CREATED FOR THE RELIVING LEAVING YOU SHORT OF BREATH WANTING MORE #poetryistherapy ~~~" Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift." --Mary Oliver~~~ |
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Pretty intense hun. Have a great day! 💋 Staci
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Your post has made me want to find my file of poems I wrote in my teens. 
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Sweet n Erotic , XOXO
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Hmmm…found this today in old files…I’ve come a long way, baby! I am She I am She who sits alone Just to be in a crowded place with people who don't know her I am She who is old and wise but not wise enough to see the truth I am She the odd duck in the neighborhood bar trying hard to hold on to live in the moment without being seen I am She that nobody knows yet everyone recognizes when the music starts she closes her eyes, feels the rhythm coursing through her blood fists open then close to the beat that pulsing primal flood screaming “move! Move! MOVE! Move dammit!” Shake that thing, That thing that grips and taunts Shapes your days into nightmares I Am She Maleficent Whose wings Ripped from her back by treacherous love corrupted completely betrayal finished the act with little hope of recovery only pain that sears the wounds in my back. ok, that was then. This is now: written 6-24-20 EXQUISITE DESTINATION STRANGE SEX. IT'S A VACATION OF SORTS THE FLIRTING, THE BUILD-UP THE PLANNING YOUR COURSE YOU DREAM. YOU FANTASIZE THE FARAWAY PLACES WHERE THE SUN SHINES ALL THE WHILE AND MOONLIT NIGHTS IN SHINING SANDS BRIMMING WITH POSSIBILITIES MATERIALIZE YOU SMILE YOU'RE GIDDY AS THE PLANE TAXIES DOWN THE RUNWAY OR AS YOU WAIT AT THE BAR TILL THE HANDSOME STRANGER GRACIOUSLY INTERRUPTS YOUR THOUGHTS TO SIT BESIDE YOU; LOCKING EYES READY TO JOIN YOU IN YOUR TRAVELS SOME DAY TAKING YOU TO THE EXOTIC BRINGING YOU TO THAT EROTIC EXQUISITE DESTINATION WHERE YOU RELAX & RELINQUISH CONTROL WITH NO HESISTATION WHERE YOU LAUGH & SMILE A MEMORY CREATED FOR THE RELIVING LEAVING YOU SHORT OF BREATH WANTING MORE #poetryistherapy ~~~" Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift." --Mary Oliver~~~
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Beautiful poetry
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I am that guy That sit alone in a bar Not knowing who you are Iam that guy that watches you All you do Iam that guy That sends a drink you Smile at you when you raise the glass I am that guy that stays that shy
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Very nice!
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Quite a difference over a relatively short period of time! You're very good at expressing yourself McBusti!
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Seems you've learned a lot over the years, mostly about not getting inner self constrain the possibilities. Pink for Breast Cancer Awareness, on HNW Those Incredible Women of a Certain Age Exploring My Dating Options [post 3312759] My Private Post - Tell Me ALL Your Secrets – Anything you write here is just between us
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You've gone from chaotic to exotic.
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Your post has made me want to find my file of poems I wrote in my teens.
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Two excellent poems that show how you have grown in spirit. I certainly could relate to being the odd duck at the bar or in the neighborhood though I cannot say I was old and certainly not wise. I have since learned to accept and indeed celebrate that I am different from most others and never quite fit in. It is funny how finally accepting those differences. Who I am and that I may well be alone the rest of my life led me to discover someone who treasures who I am because of those differences that made me feel so different. If you see me in the real world, come say "Hi Justskin." I always behave. Preferably not well. 
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