She pauses, slender figure poised on
slenderer heels,
five inches of coquetry
ready to duet with
fifty feet of parquetry,
play a wicked staccato on
dinner-jacketed libidos.
Then she pushes open the double door
to find a newly carpeted floor.
My mind
11/07/2018
My mind is alive with wonderous poetry,
Where words are formed like intricate parquetry.
Building with rhymes and a perfect symmetry,
And formed in song with amazing melody.
My mind is alive because I’m finally drug free,
I’m living a life I never dreamt I would see.
I’m free to be Baby ...Free from me.
Free to be the best Me I can be.
My mind is alive with the colours of the sea,
I arise from the depths of the big blue and breath.
Riding the tumult of a tempest with glee,
I tackle the tides content with what will be.
I dive in head first from the tallest living tree,
Because life is for living and flying is free.
I’m free to be Baby ...Free from me.
Free to be the best Me I can be.
My mind is alive now and this is the real me.
I’ve forgiven myself and have no animosity,
I love myself and in me I can believe.
For most I know this comes quite naturally,
For others we need to grow our self esteem.
My mind is at peace now content to just be.
I’m free to beBaby ...Free from me.
Free to be the best Me I can be.
I’m free to be Baby ...Free from me.
Free to be the best Me I can be.
I waited as
she ran across walls
of separation,
watching both sides pull
and tear at skirts
made of paper flowers
each wanting a piece
just a smidgen
with her back
against a wall
of cardboard parquetry,
ever watching for usurpers
in an entrusting look
that passed behind
her eyes,
given away
the spark of fear
that followed it
paranoia?
or just a good old fashioned
gut feeling …
~~~~~
Shes swinging her legs
from one side to
another,
and her hands fumble
in tearing off,
infinitesimal fibers of being
her gut feeling gone,
with the last skein of
paper fluttering on the fence
~~~~~
I look down and watch my feet
sliding,
from side
to side
Farm in view with a field full of cows
Golden mist of grass on the ground
Afternoon light.Colors change +glow
Just for a few minutes then darkness
The night was silent.Courtiers enjoin
Banquet hall lit bright with candlelight
Soft glow shines through the fretwork
Rich golden liquid Midsummer revelry
Ruby ripe pomegranate and rose petals
Beautifully carved gold goddess statue
Hair decorated with flowers and ribbons
Minstrels play dance melody in the gallery
Develish dancer natural grace delicate face
Click of metal heels on the parquetry floor
Sequinned dress spun centre of dance floor
Nursing pretty delicate wide glassed cocktail
Sweet scented oils delicate fragrance at door
Warm play of breeze on pearled slender neck
Posies white moonflowers catch her breath
Strawberries fermented honey scent of jasmine
Wreath of flowers whole grove of long willows
Long leafed tendrils flowing gently in the wind
Tiny pink roses lavender and hemmed lovage
Night air smells of wood smoke + blossoms
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