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 best kept secret
Joined: 1/15/2006
Msg: 2001
Mandrake's House by the FirePage 81 of 106    (66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106)
So lovely, these last few writes!



[tear drop]

Melancholy meanderings
slowly drip in reflexive puddles
gently sieved to remove sharp edeges
leaving only joyful respectives
and the pangs of what might have been...
 himynameisSarah
Joined: 5/27/2009
Msg: 2002
Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 6/7/2009 4:01:56 PM
Poem about Love: circa Jan 09

What is race?
How can such a thing be defined?
Geographic boundaries
Rivers and lakes
The way in which you pray...

Are we not all striving for the very same thing?
To love
honor, and obey??

And...
When the tinge of erotica bristles up my spine
For the thought of his brown skin penetrating mine

I scold myself for the pleasure I seek
Then reprimand my guilt
And realize I am weak.

It may not even exist
Oh, but what if it does?
Color will not matter
and now I see the error of my ways.
 Trulio
Joined: 12/26/2005
Msg: 2003
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Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 6/7/2009 11:55:48 PM
Yes I dive into your virtuous light
each day with my first breath
prior to even opening my own eyes
as you would see them even closely

shuttered up in solitudinous inner melody
your eyes appear sheltered under the peaks
of brows that arch around

you are not close to being perfect at all
but I cannot take my eyes away from you
because you change every minute every second
and nothing is in focus only something else

and I have no way of enduring this
but will be just
to get by each day

no one can know perfection
they may only aspire to perfection

each day I aspire more to my vision

tru for you
 himynameisSarah
Joined: 5/27/2009
Msg: 2004
Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 6/8/2009 1:31:23 AM
I professed my love
He didn't care to listen
I knew much better
Still on the same mission

To master the challenges
And seek the final quest
To spit in the wind
And cry over the mess

And not be able to sleep
Not over him or any other
Just over the fact that I'm tired
Of being a single mother

And I want a little help
Perhaps some company
Someone secure enough
To put up with a crazy girl like me...

Who tries to catch the tornadoes on camera
Observes the mating of virtually any wild critter she can see...
Counts the tufts of moss on the highest hill
Is unafraid to just feel and be.

Too much for some
And the rest I don't want
Silly little spoiled girl
Stay away from that restaurant!!!
 Jesse013
Joined: 5/30/2009
Msg: 2005
Black.
Posted: 6/8/2009 2:08:56 AM
Vices become verses
while old cars become hearses
and good luck turns to curses
with guns hidden in purses.

Her soul is on fire
with rage and desire
they called her a liar
and now the situation is dire.

She knows she should run --
her purse and her gun --
but something needs to be done
to put an end to the one
who put her in this place
who put scars on her face
and made her feel like a waste
of skin and of space.


She stops just to think
but throws up in the sink,
watches the water turn pink,
then mixes herself up a drink.

Soon her head becomes clear
and she wipes down a tear.
Her heart's without fear
as the time's drawing near....


As he gets up to stand
he sees the gun in her hand
and the look in her eye
-- she wants him to die.

He's just about to run
as she fires the gun.
He feels suddenly hot
and sees he's been shot



He touches the back of his head

to find bone, blood, and lead.

Failing to summon the breath to speak,

he blinks a few times as his knees become weak

He falls to the floor, landing flat on his back,

looking into her eyes for one last time before


every-






thing








turns...
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2006
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/8/2009 5:23:08 AM
Sarah....lovely writing! Hang onto your dreams.

Seazadream...thank you...and love your latest. So nice to see you again.

Trulio and Jesse....welcome to the Fireside, and thank you for some awesome writes.
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2007
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/8/2009 6:20:05 AM
A Moment

Her lips,
saturated,
glistening pink,
capturing and reflecting
droplets of sun,
shimmering with each lick
of her tongue,
her eyes,
smoldering blue,
suggestive glazes hiding
behind her glances,
playfully tickling my senses,
bouncing vibrations
along the wooden rail,
four feet becoming inches,
bumping shoulders
as we watched the swans,
swim gracefully beneath
the bridge,
her voice a sultry, sensual
lather, that washed over
my body, seducing me
from the inside out,
as we introduced ourselves,
the furnace grew hotter,
two strangers,
in a day at the
Gardens.
 himynameisSarah
Joined: 5/27/2009
Msg: 2008
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/8/2009 6:57:46 AM
Mandrake, you are just so awesome. I love the way the rhythm sucks you right in... I am really glad I found this thread: blessings to you
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2009
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/8/2009 10:27:10 AM
Sarah...thank you for the very kind words. We're glad you are here! and glad to have you at the fireside with us.

Seazadream!.....whew! whew! whew! Talk about lighting fires!! You're scorching my earth!! But I love the write! very erotic! Thank you for sharing that side of you.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 2010
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Posted: 6/9/2009 4:30:39 AM
fire indeed!! this is more like kindling i bring....
written this morning and just the beginning.....



free of shame and full of love
we let our sensuality guide us
as if on a divine lovers' course
with every kiss and every touch
we remember our sacredness....

the sacredness of our one'ness
intertwining like dna strands
hormones racing through our glands
love to feel your mouth and hands
we're flying now over exotic lands....

making love in our special dance
you lull me with your moonlit grace
sweetly caressing my upturned face
feeling out of time and space
slowly lifting my delicate lace....


First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/9/2009 7:09:06 AM
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2011
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/9/2009 8:05:35 AM
Moi???? Devil Smile??No! Couldn't be!^^^^

Tribute to Eva!

Hiding....
her most delicate
secrets, cloaked
in veils, a thin mask
disguise, the only
barrier between her tears
and her smiles,
she was like the petals
of a rose, tightly sealed,
waiting for a hand,
not to pluck,
but to gently peel
back the layers,
and as he knelt
before her,
capturing each drop
of her weeping spirit,
warming it with his breath,
placing it back
into the budding rose,
she opened her arms,
and their hearts met,
beating a quiet melody
of trust, respect,
and dignity.
She was a woman again!
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2012
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/9/2009 11:04:17 AM
WeareI....sorry I missed your write. It is excellent! and full of passion. Love the way you express depth. Thank you...and know you are loved and cared about!
 himynameisSarah
Joined: 5/27/2009
Msg: 2013
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/9/2009 11:50:25 AM
Entry for May 12, 2009

Compose blog entry:

Pour out the filth you should never say

Hope to God you don't regret it someday.

Formulate fantasies and tilt the equation

Satisfy reality with a minute invasion

Close your eyes and feel the train
Echoing off some ways down the lane
Don't worry about whether or not it makes sense
Express your inner fears with rage and lament

Paint them into pretty pictures
Clouds, dreams, sexual adventures

Store them away
To reflect on someday.

Blog entries satisfy the need to ramble
Wish someone could really hear
My heart pacing wildly
Wish I had some way to ease the fear.

Completion is the only relief.

So I'll call this one done.
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2014
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/9/2009 1:44:40 PM
Thank you Sarah, for sharing your blog thoughts and feelings.

Dreamstone

In the depth of slumber
voices cried, faces twisted
darkened winds,
descending shadows reaching,
clawing, winged depravity
struggling against the light,
subdued within
the dreamstone's elixer,
voices quiet, faces calmed,
winds became breezes,
shadows became morn,
and the spirits returned
to their stones,
only to dream again!
 Luri
Joined: 5/26/2009
Msg: 2015
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Posted: 6/9/2009 5:47:13 PM
sad that people are mean
stuck in their worlds
afraid to touch the feelings
the souls of others


they look for love complete
of mind and body fair
afraid of passionate compassion
the heart of closure


critical rebuke belongs
forced in like a knife
in response to childish query?
the spiritual folly...

sigh.
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2016
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/10/2009 5:56:44 AM
Lovely write Eva, very touching! Thank you for sharing it with us.
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2017
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/10/2009 2:20:24 PM
She grips the barrel of her reality,
her cold steely eyes clicking
through chambers, flash cards
of memories, silver jackets
piercing her heart, tears like acid,
burning her screams in pavement,
muffled by the stampede
of passersby, the many and the few
who mumble above the sirens,
speaking a dialect of complacency,
while the Ballad of Jane Doe
is sung again,
somewhere in the back pages
her life is confined,
to a little box,
and a
cold stone!
 best kept secret
Joined: 1/15/2006
Msg: 2018
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/10/2009 2:32:38 PM
Jes fer fun....



A Western Tale

It was at a glance
as he happened by
- the man with hat
that shadowed one eye
A ride through the woods
the girl also, he spied...
a beauty of 12 and he 25

Ten years crawled past
when fate brought him nigh
...a rugged cow poke
with a smile half rye
Age, not considered
the man struck familiar
and she felt his gaze burn her
like lightening inside

He had to have her
and she had to let him,
and consented soon after
to be his young bride
The cowboy with the hat
that he now tipped back,
Pulled her up in his saddle
and away they did ride...


Theme from the lone Ranger plays 'um out.... :)
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2019
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/11/2009 6:56:18 AM
BKS... That is cute^^^^^ childhood crush eh??

The bells softly chime,
on an early Sunday morn,
waking from my slumber,
a new day is born.

A gaze out my window,
to skies tranquil blue,
my eyes fixed on waters
that cradle my canoe.

With the bells in the background,
and the creatures that wake,
there's a song in my paddle,
at dawn's early break.

Loons softly crying,
through the mist covered realm,
with Nature, the captain,
who sits at the helm.
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2020
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/12/2009 5:30:39 AM
Saving this from another thread that was put on hold.

Wow!...just....wow!

I haven't read through all the posts, but enough of them to be very saddened by the attitudes displayed. I have seen more defence here, than in any hockey game I have ever seen! Talk about "fear factor!"

I was one of those "men" who grew up with the typical "men don't cry" attitudes. It was ingrained in me . I was your "typical" jock...chest pounding, cold as steel, stronger than dirt male species. But...something was missing!

Then...I met "her", at a tender age of 22. She opened a whole new world for me. I was still uneasy whenever other guys were around us though. As time went on, and the relationship grew, so did the trust! I still played football, hunted, worked out at the gym, but the macho slowly faded.

Suddenly, my mother passed away. The only thing I could remember about that day, was putting my fist through the front door! breaking my hand in three places. But I didn't feel anything, until she arrived! She took my hand, looked me in the face, and I broke down, crying like a baby? No! Not like a baby she said...like a real man!

After a time had passed, I learned to reexamine my beliefs, my feelings, and sort my way through what I was taught, and what was real/comfortable to my being.

The feelings were always there, but I didn't know how to express them. I had to give myself permission to feel. "She" was my safe place, where I could be me!

Guys? You don't know what you are missing...find it, before it's too late!!
 himynameisSarah
Joined: 5/27/2009
Msg: 2021
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/12/2009 7:27:22 AM
And when you feel at home inside me
It's so very strange to find thee
Denying your very own rational thoughts
Collapsing the galaxy,
Leaving the stars distraught
 best kept secret
Joined: 1/15/2006
Msg: 2022
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/12/2009 8:01:54 AM
Manly...sometimes, just sometimes you read something that many many eyes should be introduced to ~
That was one of them.

(thanks for sharing)
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2023
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/12/2009 8:12:55 AM
Sarah, BKS...thank you both for the warmth and thoughtful expressions
It means a lot to me.
 best kept secret
Joined: 1/15/2006
Msg: 2024
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/12/2009 8:31:56 AM
The players mist

You haunted my dreams
like a lighthouse beam
here and gone then appear
and I off the ocean shores
float in the distance
knowing to touch you
would mean sure disaster
Your jagged edges warned
seemingly safely grounded
I have watch the many moths
drawn to your light
with hope and expectations
smiling just before they died
What honey you spewed
to bring close and sting
we all should have known
to sail away from the screams
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 2025
The Fireside.
Posted: 6/12/2009 8:40:46 AM
Wow! Awesome write sweety! I love it! Loved every line!

Now that's a keeper! Kudos!
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