Woman by self cannot easily service
Whereas Man can any time by hand
This was designed for Man to manage
His vitality – not to seed an entire land
And to remind him of his responsibilities
To one woman as heart and soul provider
Phraseology
I think it’s poignant how in a phrase such as
“There’s only so much that after a lifetime”
Completely understates, yet accurately
Portays how importance is diminished
In what women have been expected
To endure by patient, selfless giving
Until – if we are lucky enough to have –
The false mirror reflecting crack open
Revealing the lies brainwashed into us
Vs .the entirely different state of being
We were always meant to contribute
And get to have as part of our sanity
“Need To Breathe” (Song)
There’s a song on the back burner
Someday I’ll write about treatment
How men think they’re God’s Gift
But have been vacuously selfish
In how they have “given” yet taken
Projecting tepid, brief fantasies as
Using their counterparts shallowly
Leaving them wanting and aching
For true, fulfilling connection agreed
But never f***ing delivered – well let
Me tell you there’s only so much that
A woman can absorb after a lifetime
Of being ignored, hoping for difference
But ever surrounded by lazy ignorance
—
(Note to self, song titled concepts recorded)
The Answer
“I still have not found the key to my learning music.
There’s a gap that nothing yet bridges.
I think, partially, because I avoid being boxed in.”
“If The Shoe Fits…”
Duplicity
A Lover will endure
The worst behaviors
Because they believe
In people’s capabilities
Recognizing that when
Someone behaves badly
This does not necessarily
Define their true essence
Often, unfortunately, to
The Lover’s detriment
(Close Your Eyes – Forester)
To Be Good Enough
“What would it be like to experience this in a partner’s eyes?”
Just Breathe
(Right Now – Fire From The Gods)
Well, My Love
It’s another day
Still so far away
There are tasks I can do
To distract me from you
Which is likely wise to divert
From succumbing to obsesson
Yet, I can’t help but think of you, often
Yearning for when our lives intertwine
Be safe out there
Come home to me
The Project
As she watched the performer rise to cues
Each time more hideously self-indulgently,
She did not care that was the role because
Talent flowed too easily into favorite atiring
And she realized it would do more harm
To herself if she supported the proposal
(During career retraining 2024)
(Verbal – Colinese)
Stale-Mate
“Why won’t you submit,” he asked her tenderly, frustrated that she wouldn’t give into him so easily.
Panting, she replid, “Because I’m waiting for my mate. Only he can purge and banish the demons within me.”
Alignment
I have heard Aquarians and Leo’s
Are supposed to be well-matched
But have yet to experience this
In human-to-human interaction
The Voice
“Focus on The Pleasure…”
She said, ‘ You’re an incubus, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Dearest…” He replied.
“Of course, I Am…”
Ricochet
She in turn broke
What was sacred
Broken Fret
It killed her to learn that he’d
Initiated someone else before
On her back’s sweat and tears
Using her beloved piano bench
Later with misery’s regret cast
Out onto the county trash pile
“You’re not afraid of me, are you?”
Why do you wish to awaken
The Divine Primal Feminine
When even I don’t know
What she is capable of?
Will you turn and run
When she tries to eat?
Will you condemn and scorn
When she bathes your feet?
Or will you meet tenderness
With Grace’s endless caresses
And violence with equal or
Greater Strength’s pleasure
While sharimg every measure
Through good’s foul weather?
Ways They Corrupt Us
By drugs and incest
Putrescent disgust
Nothing left until
Good restores us
What’s Remembered
“I will have to think about that.”
Compression
Flexing &
Expanfing
Time Traveling
Understanding
And Growing
Calliope
“Are you sure you want this?” She asked,
Excited, shy, and nervous in youthfulness
Then her visage resolved into stoicism
Born of too many lifetimes’ endurance
“For in this life, I am aged so much older.
Is it right for me to want and desire you?”
Soul Bonding
Two souls searching
For complimentary
Did we have to
Go through hell
So we would appreciate
Having found each other?
Or did we both just
Get sucked into it
Finding ourselves
Spat out other side
Bleeding as wounded
Yet mirroring cause?
How could we
Have known if
We had not
Traveled and
Shared
Stories?
For it would’ve
Been difficult
To identify
Otherwise
The Message
“I Won’t Let You Down.”
(Received and Given, in return.)
“Occ-Lusion”
“Emergence”
“Come Home”
Riding Fire Mares: Krull (1983)
(What do they eat that makes them so fast?)
Retrieving The Glave: Krull (1983)
(But how’d he get back down?)
Eye Fuzz
“Rubbing the fabric carrier over my glass lenses to see if it would clean the smudges resulted in giving the inner surfaces a charge that felt like fuzz going into my eyes when I initially then after wore them!”
(And, no – the result just further smeared.)
(Is This Love – Whitesnake)
Dystopia
“My facial shadow profile is changing, as if I am somehow becoming cherubic – and I don’t know what to think or feel about this, except to observe it with bewilderment.”
Beep-Boop (99 – Toto)
Bubbles
Like when in a decadence bath
Where body swaths in opulence
I must find ways to submerse
Senses with reflections of self
(The Love You Want – Sleep Token)
Toxic Love
We yearn for acknowledgement of
Our efforts and unending devotion
While used and told repeatedly “No”
Until we finally accept and move on
Yet when we turn to new love’s hope
They arise from past to reengage us
Calling upon our prior promises to stay
As if we still owe them after “killed” us
(Voices In The Storm · Didacte & Holloway)
“Screeee!”
Wisterian moon play…zoom.
“My, My – Those Eyes”
Sleep Token reference
“The Night’s Tendrils”
Wisteria – see the star?
Earth’s Heartbeat
From The Heart
Kitbull (Content Warning)
Movie Pick: Conan The Barbarian, 1982
The 80’s had the best kind of cheeeese.
Disclaimer
“Since WordPress updated its software package a while ago, when I search to see if I’m repeating, some things farther back are not accessed – so forawrd we go and repetition may be a factor!”
Boundaries?…Limitations?
“I Scoff At Thee!”
(Still can’t get to bed until waaaay past midnight)
Love This: Priorities
Missed Signals
She had requestrd to not use vinegar
Because her sinuses reacted, swelling
Counter arguments kept coming to where
When she got home, it was in two rooms
Feeling her chest clench and a migraine,
She cried out, “I asked you not to use it!”
To defensive replies of the other saying
They could barely smell it, devalidating
Whereupon her exhaustion tipped off into
Hysterical internal reaction to gaslighting
And she fled the scene to avoid
Shiftng into meltdown conflict.
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