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Life on the Lanai…
A balmy night, sweat sticks to skin,A gust of wind is kicking in…Chimes clink their tunes, the sky alight,As lightning crashes out of sight…But thunder BOOMS and clouds confess,They’re lit up puffiness contends…Soon comes the rain, as trees, they sway,And dance to storms that brew at bay,Just far enough to Still and Settle,As tea bemoans…
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Seeking Sovereignty
Your hands seek sovereignty over my hips… Lips soften… sweet demands laid, pressed as petals over the nape of my neck… My heart stirs… heat draws heat… Bodies laid flush… Carnal throbbing, insatiable lust… heartbeat a metronome of rising crescendo’s… Our eyes connect… the Wildness of You… unleashed in Sight… You move me to my…
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Prayers…
I pray you are well I pray you are loved I pray you receive your love I pray you kindness I pray you strength I pray you tenderheartedness through courage and acceptance and Faith I pray you are well I pray you surrender and navigate the journey with grace, love, patience, goodness, and that all…
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The Beauty of the You that’s Me
I couldn’t see you standing there… All along… Watching from the sidelines… I thought you were tarnished, ruined… Discarded along with the best and worst of me… But now there you are: Renewed… peeking your head out of the fortressed curtain you’ve been hiding behind… Or is it me that’s been hiding from you? No…
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Ode from my Dog
By: I’m gonna’ say “Woody,” my corgi companion… I just love you. I love to sleep in with you, I love to lay spread before your feet… I love rolling over and the way you mindlessly stroke my belly… The way you whisper sweet nothings and tell me how wonderful I am… What a way…
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Smoking Shitty Cigarettes
By: Kristin Peterson (I quit smoking in Nov. ‘22, so written before then for sure…) Rain bounces off the pavement Boots taking steady inventory… Quantities of measurements of exposure versus quality of manufacture… Streets sizzle with tires Humans treading on no swells to stop them in their tracks Street lights hang suspended in time: Loop…
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This is how We Roll…
We drove together… on a random day in the middle of the week in the beginning of November… Leaves swayed merrily to crisp tunes of Autumn’s symphonies… curled coronets and flat fiddleheads got in tune as we Zoomed by… the hush fell and the swells began… the shaking sizzle of leaves losing chlorophyll… green to…
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Beside you
By: Kristin Peterson (3/13/23) Bodies sinking, surfing couch… Days spent in idyll drizzles… A smile steeps on satisfied lips… Stuck inside… Beside you…
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Keeping the Garden
By: Kristin Peterson (2/14/23) Despite its best attempts at control, the Garden does not tend herself, and while overgrowth due to a curiously familiar feeling resonating of delinquency of care has contributed to her own oddly ordered, jutting sort of wild, untamed beauty, the need to weed has become apparent… aerate and expose her roots…
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Taming the Twisted
By: Kristin Peterson (2/16/23) Oh how Twisted… to know what’s not meant for you, to wrestle the desire to possess or undress nevertheless… to consume or to be consumed by… to Be or Not: to Be. Addicted to Chaos… Oh, to let loose… to be in that Moment… Adrift… Uninhibited… …to find sweet Release… But……