Shards of Romance | Fawn Rising

Beginnings

I notice you in the vegetable aisle Behind you I whisper Leaning in toward your shoulder “You know, they’ll just let anyone in here!” Turning suddenly You give me a startled look followed by sweet throaty laughter And ask where I’d come from? My statement echoes breathlessness Words tumble as I share too much I […]

The Dark Side of Attachment Addiction

Not so very long ago I found myself involved in two relationships back-to-back. Both are puzzling to me and I find that after multiple marriages (another addiction?) followed by 13 years single, they made absolutely no sense. Yet the marriages did not “make sense” either with the exception of a desperate need to care […]

I Will Love Again

The signs were there. I ignored them. The comfort of being loved was overwhelmingly sought by me. Now, I must deal with the loss. Feel it. Experience it. Allow it. Forgiveness is important. It takes less energy and allows me to reclaim my own power. To resent or hate or withhold forgiveness is giving away […]

Word Soup Mountain Climbing

Not a smidgen of love and unselfishness remain (in the delicious balming love I follow) for the greed of excrementitiousness today. Fawn Rising Words assigned: remain balm greed smidgen delicious excrementitiousness love unselfish

Row Ashore

Of ancient souls Come, my love Reach and rock My heart in yours It is a wellspring Of gentle movements Crashing Upon the shore Who loved before us And left us their remnants Of broken bows And paddles And disintegratingly exquisite dreams.

My Michael

Sir Michael by Kirsten Coeur, Sr. Graphic Designer, Autodesk 11.26.2016 Crystal Lake, Florida USA A well-traveled Prince of Peace Golden flecks sprinkle his heart Generosity wears his soul As if in perpetual prayer. Humans rally Animals flock and stare Art pursues the bent of his care And all are welcome Whatever Wherever […]

A Day of Reckoning

An intense pain-filled and questioning stand-off Not pretty nor enlightening Yet revealing Agony Shock Despair Had to happen Had to walk this road And come out the other side Loving one another Within the context of our world Whole and united ~ a bit bruised.

The Tenderest Day

Assaulting Intense rapaciousness Awaiting An invisible web Alighting Newfound fertile soil Marking how, when Where is your soul today? Braking Bracing Brocading Broad-siding Catapulting Cartwheeling Canoodling Detrimental damage Decisiveness Demands Detaining Erroneous assumptions Erecting Emasculating although at the end Enlightening.

A River in Yankeetown

July 15, 2016 The wake will not The lightening will not The tiniest shell will not Or creature The rain comes To wash God’s sorrows Into platters of Torn forlorn hearts How can it be? That Thou can see Our every stumble Every pause.

Hormones, After All

Are there certain incidents that trigger stress in you? Some, perhaps, more than others? In thinking about this development in my own life, I realize I allow these things to trigger and manifest in myriad ways: increased pulse; palpitations; fainting; lack of balance; migraines; fatigue; weeping; intense rumination; peace Perhaps, it is hormones.

You And I Are Enough

‘Tis on the morn of day 23 My lover and I, silence wears us We look into the abyss of Each others’ catch lights As not the smallest wish is found. You see he is enough I am enough We are enough And destinations have no place In our world of now. It is a […]

The Hard Part

I adore romance. I always have and I suspect I always will. Now that I am at a new level in my life as a woman of wisdom, I find romance to be fun, fulfilling, and raucous ~ and deeply meaningful. Sometimes it can cause severe anguish. And while it may be a bit hard […]

When Time Is Stolen~by Joan Baez

The Music Stopped in My Hand, My Hand, My Hand, Sadly Smiled the Band, the Band, the Band Softly Echoes Your Laughter Riddled With Tears. When Time Is Stolen It Flies, It Flies, It Flies, Lovers Leave in Disguise, Disguise, Disguise, Weariness Hangs Like a Curtain Heavy and Old, Heavy and Cold. It´s Said to […]

Dead Dreams Project

Can we begin again? I don’t think so. Is it kinder to allow you to think I am in love with you? I don’t know. May I continue to care for you, feel deep affection, and consider you my unrequited lover? Perhaps. Yet, is it even more kind to allow you to feel that I […]

Intimacy

Prompt #2 Di’s Piano Interlude ~ Intimacy Be still Sway not Land softly Cry slowly Draw your forearm across my cheek As a cool breeze pockets the moment Still your breath against my neck Curve your arms to cradle me And I I Will be yours This very night.