Jul 4, 2020
Mother Earth
May she love and protect us
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Mother Earth
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Remember by Joshua J. Warren
I still remember the way your sweet sugary lips taste pressed up against my own, wrapping me in sunshine submerging into deep bellows of satisfaction. I remember how your smile pierces my soul generating lasting impressions of art and sex; your laugh, impregnating my ear with soul and jazz. I remember that it is your perfect imperfections that lead me to the waters, bathes me in your essence, lather me in essential oils to show care of my existence. I will never forget. The way you pulled me in; baptized me in your arms, empowered every light switch, erased every transgression and started me a new. I will always remember how you made me feel important, told me I am more than blessed. You ripped away my troubles and you freed me of my flesh. I remember that you love me as much as I love you; that dreams are future scenes of what I want to do with you; of how I can't go on without the sound or taste of you. It's satisfying. I remember love, I remember.
Dark Forest by Joshua J. Warren
Dreams turn to nightmares sometimes, whisking you away into the dark forest where you get lost in turmoil; in deceit. You hear the voices in your ear whispering "I love you" but you feel, in your heart, them screaming "I just need you... right now." You feel as if your cup has been knocked over and your love has been spilled onto the ground, seeping through each grain of your being, trapping who you were, and making someone new. Someone that you don't recognize. Someone dangerous. Who rejects love for his was wasted and abused. Brought to destruction; rendered useless and void. It's disheartening, unsatisfying, and unsure. It drips of pain and wreaks of bitterness. It tastes of broken dreams because it dwells there in the nightmare, that they created.
B-B-B-BE CAREFUL WASHIN DISHES IN THE
DARK DARK
CAN’T BE SURE THAT YOU’VE CLEANED THAT
MARK MARK
Beyond the Chains by Joshua J. Warren
I can’t ignore it. The evil thoughts of green, no lanterns no leaves just thoughts. Memories of how you hurt me. Of the terrible forecasts of yesterday’s sufferings. Watering the seedlings of my emotional garden you fed me lie after lie. Fixated on my transgressions you kicked me while I was down beneath the basement where skeletons and earthworms are hidden. You stomped my feelings with callused foot and hardened heart. You cut me beyond the inner flesh, in the spirit parts where anguish and sorrow grows. How could I forgive that? How can I be fine? You attached your strings and led me to march to my death. I was warned, but love blinds. It covers the eyes with sheets of satin and petals of rose. Trades pity with blood and loneliness with flesh to keep you warm, but you, you stole my innocence. Traded joy with pain and trust with emptiness. Then I was the one to drown, alone in the blood of our dream and with the sharpened bone of its frame, I cut and stabbed myself creating artistic scars and tattoos of the past across my heart that would never heal; or so I thought. Then I found him. He who finishes the journey with me. He who walks miles and climbs mountains with absolute danger for me. He took up my transgressions helped me to forgive me. He glazed my heart with cocoa butter and essential oils massaging my being deeply until my essence healed. He changed me back! Back to what I once was. Free of my chains. Free of my pains. Free of the hurt that I was forced to endure. I love him. For helping me to turn back towards freedom and happiness and joy. He restored the kingship that I allowed you to steal, to break, to bury. There is no residue left. No traces of death. Just life everlasting. So thank you, for the growth and the beautiful lessons that restored a king; awakened the God within me. For leading me into the arms of my destiny where I will rule with my king in honor and truth beyond lies and hurt and anguish; in freedom where water turns to wine and rain turns to sunshine. I exist here in truth, in love where I’ve never been before.