Gentle Reminder

"The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born: now is the time of monsters." – Antonio Gramsci [from his Prison Notebooks, 1929-1935]

. there was a certain something about him that sent electricity through my body a natural sincerity between us in the poetry he wrote when I was his muse and he was mine drifting away hurts more than words can say #pennedreveries #poetry

Going through the old phone notes tonight...✍🏼 A comfort that can’t be undone Essence of the purest love- Free, no chains or shackles Yet we are each others key Eyes wide open kind of love ~M. Mann #poetry #writingcommunity #leaves #photography #heartsinnature #love #eastcoastkin #imageandverse

. looking through windows of time, replaying memories of our illicit loveletters... their innocence their fire— slowly I morph into a chemical reaction feeling the power of love's fascination our affinity and a deep understanding #vss365 #poetry

the actual size of countries (pink) compared to the Mercator effect (blue).

peace this holiday season 🎄

. separate rooms in a chaotic world spirit seeking peace and shelter from life's storms— feeling alone yet safe being in a place on this earth that draws me to it and feels like home doesn't mean I don't love you #poetry

you have fallen asleep again these days, you just get tired being awake I found religion I thought you should know for I believe strongly that I color your dreams it is a prayer every night before I sleep you do not need to worry of my dreams for you color my waking world & that is enough #poetry

. he was chivalrous to me & I felt it his words were his armor different personas pen of gold he knew how to touch me love is still there filling a vessel in my heart etching his name across my chest— with every breath it rises and falls in love with him over & over again #vss365 #poetry

. we should have stopped— I knew it in my mind but heart & soul hungered for a man to make me feel the kinds of things you made me feel again #fromoneline 367 #poetry

. we've been round the circle the pounding heart kind of love— a desire I felt only for you never quite got to the place we wanted & when we touched... there was always distance between us #foxprose #poetry

. reckless in seducing each other fascinated by their sensual attraction, losing themselves in poetic expression while making love on a straw bed in a glass house built on sand it didn't matter to them— anticipation was its own sin #vss365 #foxprose #poetry

. do our souls hold the ghosts of all the versions of ourselves we have been— in life's glorious and harrowing life situations speaking to us of the pain learning truths that scarred them, how they miss physical touch and warm arms around them #vss365 #poetry

And it's up! 💚

. grateful for all of you this holiday season and always. mean it.

. pent up emotions monsters & creatures aching inside— yearning for the presence of his energy the way he could exude excitement so easily missing past loves and lovers where love existed beyond measure on this melancholy day #vss365 #poetry

. bruised egos and broken hearts when they finally gave up on passion's journey starcrossed lovers holding on dearly for an endless time— silence sealing their fate #bornbattleready #poetry

. one goal in her life was to find a man who shared laughter and mirrored passion throughout a lifetime she met a few— the one she wanted was an illusion #vss365 #poetry

my plants getting a little break from the rain. more coming tomorrow and Tuesday ☂️

I watched you fly into the past or future, I know not I now hold the threads twigs, & twine you were a universe and I could have been more curious but there was too much know and questions were best left to science everything now is looking back I remember your warmth always on cold days #vss365

some fires never burn out

Beautiful November~ In all its shades of foreboding absence ~M. Mann #photography #november #poetry #writersofbluesky #trees #leaves

let me feel your breath arms collared around me I want your lips a whisper away my hands at rest on your hips still. listen. it's a heartbeat that speeds and slows just by the way your eyes move now I am going to move a little closer for nothing shall come between us #vss365

Drops of November rain mingled with my tears— I missed you, and the clouds responded to my pain I was grateful for their empathy & the comfort that they gave as I grieved you through those long November days. #BedroomEyesPrompt #NovemberRain

The Golden Moon By Paul Evans #art #autumn #moon

. cruel or benevolent life plays out we find our way through it all or not through hell or highwater— we get educated #vss365 #poetry

. treasures hidden in the shadows paths leading back to who you are, discovering places you were meant to be behind the full moon new beginnings maneuvering the darkness, taking care of business at hand like it always does— new directions are waiting for you #vss365 #poetry

. we dreamt this love through time & space with the grace of fallen angels addicted to lust— it was a seduction of minds & hearts as we watched our attraction blossom in the bountiful gardens of our poetry creatures of habit enduring the heartache for a taste of divine passion #vss365 #poetry

. this Halloween we celebrate the living and the dead— who are waiting to be with you again #vss365 #poetry

. he looked right through me with x-ray eyes scanned my soul undressed me— those scandalous amber orbs that have seen so much, touched a place within me that needed to be touched #vss365 #poetry

I knew from the argent light that peeked around the curtain that you were a brightness not long hid even light takes time to travel but I knew you in particles and I could feel you in waves every photon from you felt like a gift you radiate and if I absorb so must I emit, love #vss365

Annemarie Petri, contemporary award-winning Dutch printmaker, known for her steampunk cityscapes #WomensArt

. the heliacal rising of his star when we met, a spark in the ether of things to come... fire and ice pleasure and pain. soul love was born that day as we swam in the poetic waters of spiritual oneness— divine & everlasting #vss365 #poetry

an energy a light in beams as an arrow in waves undulating up & down a heat unseen but felt a gentle pull of a magnet far but also the intense attraction of a magnet close & I am sure there is music that I'm dancing that all is quiet and at peace now you know how it is when I look at you #vss365

So many things have torn us apart for so long, but when the Portland #NoKings march goes under the Hawthorne Bridge and everyone shouts as loud as they can and everyone is getting high on the collective roar we make you realize this thing is bringing us together and get shivers in your frog suit

for all the seeds we plant they have their own season those that wither and die, plant new ones in their place— make yourself happy best you can each day is a wonderful gift #poetry

. when he found me my heart was an arid desert with sand dunes of dying dreams— no drops of rain to soothe my soul only tears of heartache and pain. with him, I found a love that will last forever whether we are near or apart #vss365 #poetry

. his eyes the color of silence & sorrow deep and lonely, asking questions telling stories life had played him hard, women knew he was a complicated man he could win hearts with his deluxe vocabulary, break down walls with his mind— and he truly wanted to learn how to love #vss365 #poetry

You haunt me Like the ghost of who I used to be of who I almost was ~M. Mann #emoetry #haunt #poetry #writersofbluesky #imageandverse #skylovers #cloudscapes #eastcoastkin #photography

. we are and have always been one— a universe apart I can still feel the way it felt to be loved by you and feel the heat from the embers . #poetry

Awakened with birdsong~ I do not have to land on this ground I will stay with my head in the clouds #poem #poetry #photography #naturephotography #trees #birds #bnw #eastcoastkin

. wanton & unrestrained we needed desire to live and breathe... hearts throbbing in our ribcages pleasure in our veins our lustful dreams— an entanglement made of words #vss365 #poetry

. versions of myself left in ashes— how things just fell away from the center; a fire ripping through time #vss365 #poetry

. the future holds for us dreams and questions an obvious clash of fantasy and reality and since we met your name has been a daily prayer creating visions of us together— doing things we might do heartache lives in my ribcage my soul misses you #vss365 #poetry

. with their magic they could blur the lines between reality and fantasy to make life less tragic more bearable... soulspeaking a deep connection, hearts in limbo embracing each other's desires and vulnerabilities— both hungry for love #vss365 #poetry