My muse

He will forever be her muse

Whether the glimpse of his armor caught her eye

Or her bewildered mind whisked where the stars have not yet dared to shine

He was the one who kept her heart safe and warm inside

Even though she enjoyed the company of daunting shadows in the night

The memory of him like an everlasting fragrance

A recollection of what once was and is

Every word she writes shines incandescently with not an ounce of remorse

Her heart spilled with defiance, a rebellious tone against her troubled mind

The muse smiles triumphantly as the storm builds delightfully of a returning burning light

KN

Night

Star-dusk phases over me.
Twilight surrenders me.
 I feel all but my soul leave angelically.
A residual imprint left by an open door.
Footprints dance along a wooden floor.
Beams flow down with an everlasting ray.
 'Twas a delightful moon lit way.
The stars have gleefully bewitched me to sleep.
As I am on my way to a blissful nights dream.

I would choose you

I would choose you, as your fingers dance gracefully along my hips with delight and remembrance. 

Where time is capable of momentarily slowing down and the outside world disappears with a whisper.

 The safe wrapping of your arms around me and your serene voice beckoning me with love, a promised place of solace. 

I'd choose you as our lips touch once again without hesitation and reminded that distance has not dulled our fiery passion. 

That when even not in arms length we do not dilute one another but strive for something even stronger than before. 

An unspoken promise that strengthens with intensity with every touch and every word.

 I choose you as our souls genuinely intertwine with grace and acceptance of our faults and strengths. 

Replenishing all that was at one time drained and forging one another's existence a little more permanently in each other's book of life.   

Bonfire

Look within the darkness, through out the fire, even the smoke reveals the unseen.

A land of past and present spirits enlightening and dancing within the flames

Hidden secrets whispered amongst the cracklings as the embers burn with energy

Purposes of their presence revealed as they have disguised themselves between the darkness and light

As the fire turns, channeling, bringing fourth the power of what has and is meant to be.

The hearth of warmth grows brighter as one rejoices and anticipates the next gathering 

Ignite

What is it about even a flame from a candle that seems to help diminish any worries with steady eyes of intention.

The captivating dance allows for nothing but the illumination to gently sweep away anything negative plaguing the mind.

Instead the mind is filled with curiosity of the light.

Dancing to a song only the deaf can hear.

The power to destroy or restore passion and creativity is bound by ...

past, present and future circumstances.

Just a reminder of no matter how big or small everything has an effect on you.

 Ones will is like a flame with its power in their grasp; The creator of fear and hope, the dictator of what allows to be spread, is amongst us all as individuals as the flame gathers power amongst its duty of purpose of what it is fed.

acceptance

When two souls find the special moment between the awkward silences and the risk to once again open their hearts to someone new, they feel the fire spark instantaneously; knowing no matter the mundane environment they surround themselves together in they are absolutely beside themselves to be sharing it with one another. That timeless moment shared when two willing souls connect on a level deeper than just understanding one another, it's a recognition that they themselves were never uncompleted but just waiting to be physically united with their twin flame. Giving a companion for life's journey to share every step with unconditional love and acceptance.

Due Time

I want my heart to dance again

I want my smile to feel the never ending glow

I want those nights of never ending wishes

I want to feel my tummy joyously turn

To feel the warmth of true love's kiss

To breathe the ease of care and forgiveness

A soulful bond of continuous positive spirits

The place I call home,

Beside my true lovers accepting mind, body and heart

A Days Notice

I grab a blank peice of paper and stare between the lines

staring endlessly at what I would normally use for words

An emotion too deep to carelessly wrap in any kind of poem

a heart forced to face remains of what was a well thought out dream

as poetic as any love should be but not all surfaced like we wanted it to be

so here is my days notice of what coulda, woulda, shoulda been

receiving nothing but a blank piece of paper folded with intention

once it unfolds you see nothing at first; a blank piece of paper, no words

but as you look closer you'll see what is in plain sight

the paper is more crinkled on the outside from where I was holding on too tight

the lines with water smudges from crying the other night

the intense brightness of the paper where not even a kiss of pencil had dulled its white.

the loss of appetite to put fourth even the smallest of efforts

the restriction of breathing and unforced tears come too easily

you entered with a boom and left like the wind

an all too familiar thing on your end

Give yourself a day for the intended depth

let the familiar ring of past efforts no longer have meaning

as we both know some things don't take but a day to lose

Grandma Katie

To the lovely soul whose smile brightened everyone's heart on first meeting. May your soul soar across the sea as you travel the Polynesian islands, feel the depths of your grace amongst the roaring shores of the ocean and feel the fire of inspiration, which you helped bring out of so many others, through each and every volcano as they erupt with joy over your presence. The drums of Tahiti celebrate and mock the heart of your spirit as the Lehua flowers blossom at the sight of your coming after your long journey home. The fragrance of plumerias fill all hearts you have touched in remembrance that we were lucky to meet you at one point of time in our lives. Hula will forever live in our hearts because of you. Aloha and Mahalo Nui Loa Grandma Katie. You will never be forgotten.

KN

My Escape Plan

Has a million outcomes, better than reality
 The investigator of a case or a damsel in distress
The quantity of my options are more than most single libraries can hold
But the quality of the high is through another writers rabbit hole
Imagination sparks and a movie begins to unfold
an adventure making the mundane world a bit more bearable
A captivating escape with the end drawing closer, the more pages I turn
An emotional twisting ride that keeps me coming back for more

KN

Smoky

It's a day where the clouds surround my head though the sun is still shining outside
The broken record of repetitive thoughts and outcomes that do nothing but allow the draw
Of a shuddering breath without the release of pain
Circulating in my body like poison where I either vomit or scream just to creat a distraction
My mind always presents the same solution but the past taunts with dreading possibilities
The dangers when I stay in my head too long
The dark creeps forward as my wings shiver from the heaviness
My soul secretly chants its candle lit mantra
In hopes I wake up and slip back into the light again

KN