Swallow it down
turn him ON
Bright!

Cast out the shadows
the dark, dank
Blight

Flip it
Switch it
Illuminate the night

I AM incandescent
Join my brilliance
Join my fight

Let’s consume the darkness
Absolve others
Eat, breathe light

Cast out demons, open hearts,
bask in warmth
For all the right

Reasons

Until     darkness
Comes     again
Hungry

 

I AM letting go

The time has come

 

Morning realization

This is done

 

I AM moving on

Though filled with love

 

Dawning here and now

Clear, from above

 

I AM placing faith

In you and yours

 

Capable of choice,

Successes, more

 

I AM opening fists

And opening heart

 

Letting what comes next

Lessons impart

 

I AM freeing you

And freeing me

 

To live and learn and love, now

Judgment free

 

I AM shunning fear

To let love bind

 

Illuminate my soul

Heart, psyche, mind

 

 

 

ready
for battle
limber up
stretch and flex
physicality and mind
prepare yourself to interrupt
both inner & outer flow
life’s momentum
gone askew
~ Now ~
Be Brave!
It’s up to you.

*Inspired by One Single Impression ~ Limber Up

 

Soar, eat ether,
see what has never been seen,
depart, be lost,
but climb.
- Edna St. Vincent Millay

 

Like Vincent, Charles, Oscar, Paul, and Henri
I AM tempted to soar
~ surprising none more than me ~
Via Absinthe

Conservative, risk-aversive, straight-narrow, certainly
I’ve a craving for ether
Yearn to rise up and see
What’s never been

Fear of departure, lest forever lost
I analyze hazards
Consider all costs
Of climbing

And I choose

 

 

Vincent van GoghCharles BaudelaireOscar Wilde, Paul Verlaine, and Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec were all known drinkers of absinthe.
 ether ~ a : the rarefied element formerly believed to fill the upper regions of space b : the upper regions of space : heavens.

 

Photo by Kim Nelson, Florence, Italy

God spoke,

“Go on, now. Do it. I gifted you. Be brave.”

And as she always had done,

She listened and obeyed.

She left that breaking place,

But then old fears set in.

She thought, “How to begin? Within?”

Alone.

~

“You’re not.”

He spoke again.

~

“Identify your heart’s desire.”

“You’re God. You tell me, sir.”

“You’re god, too; and I trust you.

Choose your path, my dear.”

“I want a shoppe

Mine, bottom to top

Where evil dare not enter in.”

“Good plan,” He said, “Lambkin.”

~

So she and God,

They found a space

She made it perfectly her place.

Called it “The G Spot,” after Him.

He was amused.

Evil ventured not in.

Win ~ Win

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