Global Restructuring

“Read, every day, something no one else is reading.  Think, every day, something no one else is thinking.  Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do.  It is bad for the mind to continually be part of unanimity.”  – Christopher Morley

“Great spirits have always found violent opposition from mediocrities.  The latter cannot understand it when a man does not thoughtlessly submit to hereditary.”                              – Albert Einstein

“Problems cannot be solved by the same level of thinking that created them.”                     – Albert Einstein

Global Restructuring

I

The young man

Stands expressionless

In front of the shoppe

That sells toys and gadgets

Hawking the plastic pistol

Shooting uniform translucent opals

En mass

II

I sigh

Remembering

The child who danced

And twirled with glee

Waving the tiny looped

Magic wand

Christening each wonder

As she creates it

Biding sweet release

Bisous,

Léa

Falling

“The only way to get rid of temptation, is to yield to it.”  – Oscar Wilde

“The trouble with resisting temptation is it may never come your way again.”  – Korman’s Law

“Eroticism is like a dance: one always leads the other.”  – Milan Kundera

Falling

I am

Falling

Falling

Falling

Spinning

Turning

Somersaulting

Out of

Control

And

I’m

Afraid

And it

Excites me

Bisous,

Léa

Exaltation

“Anything worth doing is worth doing slowly.”

– Mae West

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“Try to keep your soul young and quivering right up to old age.”

– George Sand

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“Lust’s passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes.

– Marquis de Sade

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Exaltation 

You

You are the one

I can feel your warmth

Over here

I’m watching you

I don’t know how to tell you

I want to toss rose petals

Lavishly upon the sheets

Take you by the hand

Take you by moonlight

Take you

Upon the flowered altar

I feel your arms surround me

When we meet

Our eyes connect

And the knowing that this is where we belong

I can feel you head

Resting against my breast

After making love

The beat of your heart

Responds to the

Thunder of my own

Bisous,

Léa

Artifacts

“If you can’t get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you’d best teach it to dance.”
– George Bernard Shaw

“There is something about a closet that makes a skeleton terribly restless.”
– Wilson Mizner

“Poetry is not only dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of what has never been before.”
– Audre Lorde

Artifacts

A poet

Talks of

Old notebooks

Journals

Filled with

The bones

She hardly

Recognizes

Cadavers of

Her hearts

Pouring

Of the past

Yes it is

Her writing

But she cannot

Get back inside

The feelings

Dialogue

Did he have

A middle name

Now blended

With the dust

Unrecognizable

Do I avoid

Old journals

Because they are

Passé

Or because

I know

My skeletons

Have tongues

Bisous,

Léa

Red’s own story

“And whenever I’m in a situation where I’m wearing the same as 600 other people and doing the same thing as 600 other people, looking back, I always found ways to make myself different, whether it be having a red lining inside of my jacket, having red shoes, it hasn’t changed.”
– Jeremy Irons

“When in doubt wear RED.”
– Bill Blass

Red’s Own Story

 

She is the thick

Slick enamel

That covers my nails

A pointer when tracing

Concentric circles

On bare flesh

She is the sports car

Darting along the highway

Hugging the curves

Turning an eye

She is the ripe

Succulent strawberry

Her flesh firm

Yet yielding

Tantalizing dipped in dark chocolate

Suits her best

She is the

American beauty

Long stemmed, heady fragrance

Her tight buds unfurl

Exposing her inner delicacy

We forget the thorns

She is the creamy dark war paint

On my lips

A signature

When and where

I choose to leave my mark

She is fire

On the move

Churning inside

Rising up

Beckoning me on

She is

Passion

Bisous,

Léa

Pied fâchés

Instead of the usual quotes, today’s blog is to give a nod to the delightfully creative woman, Sandy Ackers. This is the second poem I have posted that came directly from one of her creative inspirations. You don’t need to have writer’s block to benefit from her “creative bursts”. Just accept the challenge and enjoy the ride. You can find Sandy at Strangling My Muse or http://stranglingmymuse.wordpress.com  Come play in the sandbox!

Pied fâchés

Once again

Came the argument

First there were

The whimpering

Complaints

But as always

They grew louder

You hate that

I have imprisoned

You

In those heavy boots

Thick socks

As we walk

The beautiful hills

That surrounds us

You don’t believe

I do it to protect you

From all the stones

And other detritus

You beg and plead

For sandals

Or total exposure

As always

I make sweet promises

To coax you onward

Afternoon

Having your way with

warm sand

seductively massaging

Prelude to full pardon

Revival at

Sea

Bisous,

Léa

self-help

“Anxiety is part of creativity, the need to get something out, the need to be rid of something or to get in touch with something within.”
– David Duchovny

“Creativity is just connecting things. When you ask creative people how they did something, they feel a little guilty because they didn’t really do it, they just saw something. It seemed obvious to them after a while. That’s because they were able to connect experiences they’ve had and synthesize new things.” – Steve Jobs

self-help

writing like painting

the machine at the boardwalk

pulling taffy

no matter the toughness

of the material

all is brought to the surface

to be examined

in the light

if I pause

stand back

reflect on my work

my interest is vested

before rendering

judgment

Bisous,

Léa