The Cat is a Mercenary of LOvE ~

*Lulu, one of our 3 cats

~
When our cat, the cat belonging only to herself,
deigns to sleep next to me

I feel special & loved
Our cat is a good judge of character.
I believe that Cats know how & who to love.
They’re fluffy, fickle, mercenary creatures.
They pretend not to know you sometimes.
They’re more patient than dogs.
They take their Sweet Cat Time
They’re selective about which lap they wanna lay in.
They definitely hold up in comparison

to Zack, our dog
who follows & gets in their faces
like a jumping bean, bouncing
out of reach NEVER taking the hint,
NEVER getting out of Cat Space,
’til they scratch/whack him.
He’s always in a frenzy of jealousy when they’re around us.

Cats meow when they need or feel.

Zack loves people too much & rarely barks.
He tries to escape anytime he can burst thru the door, whoosh & he’s GONE, on a doggie quest
leaving pee on every mailbox
& if it’s sunny day he rolls around in a special field & comes home smelling of vile, dead things.
Cats don’t roll in manure & toxic muck
They HATE unsanitary things
maybe that makes them smarter?
but,
to be fair, our cat, LuLu loves to lay
on counter tops & book shelves
& 5 out of 10 times she rolls right off
So, maybe Cats & Dogs are evenly matched, a bit smart, a bit stupid in their own unique way.
~
ps:
I adore our dog. He makes better company. He never leaves.

@justagirllost2

*photos mine.

Our dog Zack & me & just Zack.

I See

When the earth is veiled beneath magic

Heaven’s water droplets of fog

A mist brings blindness to the corruption of man

That’s when my heart flees from my mind

My body sighs as it follows my whims

My racing legs meet wet grass amidst tombstones

I cannot be without the within

of this place of fairy tales and greys

this place where time stands still

where spirits play

where every intrusion disappears

and all that’s left is purity of nothingness

Purity of silence that used to be

before civilizations cacophony

blazed trails of destruction

I feel the dew drip upon me

surrounding me in pieces of soul

of ghosts disembodied yet whole

and for once, for one brief moment,

I am at peace

I see only nature without beams & wires

No man made contrivances

I see only Beauty of lives in an eternal earth

beneath a sun that forever lives

I see me, you, us,

all in a dream

that is the true reality

~

©justagirllost2

*photo mine

My Feelings Never Wane

I’d fight with fire just to get close to you…

~

~

My feelings

those dark, delirious

delicious feelings

My wants relentless

My needs

of desire ~ love ~ lust

never wane

they pulse pizzicato,

firm, strong

stronger

flowing thru me,

Vibrating my being

sighing touching tasting streaming

My thoughts never stop

touching

searching for yours

My lips never stop

aching

throbbing for a taste,

A bite

a lingering lick

of your skin

My body never stops

humming, quivering

burning to feel your lips

And though life is often insane

in its chaos

it never drives me to distraction

Only you commit that crime

Though I get lost, overwhelmed

and cannot find the strength to fight

Knowing you breathe and exist

Knowing you live in my world

Knowing who you are is my forever breath of life

You are my muse

My poetry

my inspiration

My desire

My delight

~

 ©justagirllost2

~

~

*top image by serge marshennikov

* bottom photo mine

… and my feelings never wane 🍃

Easter Eggs 2017

I love dying Easter eggs with my kids.  Now that they’re older it’s more fun, actually.  It’s become a family tradition (I hope) of having fun, hanging out, being creative together.

I used to only dye my eggs one color.  Never thought out of the box. My kids are out of the box thinkers and my, my, my how high and colorful their thoughts fly!

My children are my masterpiece.  My children teach me in every way.  My children are artist and canvas.  My children open my eyes to a brave new world of possibility. My children are me loved into reality.

~

Niki ❤

 

©justagirllost2

Happy November 🍂 🍁 🌾

My oldest daughter and her boyfriend brought over 4 pumpkins on Halloween night. As always, they were running a bit late, so we decided to carve them up the next evening.  Everyone went trick or treating while I sat outside giving out halloween candy while the mosquitoes munched on me.

The next night they came over again and we searched the internet for stencils, printed them out and got to work.  Cleaning out the insides was really messy.  We saved all the seeds to bake later.  Pumpkin seeds are supposed to be really good for you.

We used a pumpkin carving knife set to start and added a few weird instruments from the kitchen, like an ice pick and a nut thing-a-ma-diddy that helped.  It’s HARD to carve those gourds!

But, I believe we did some excellent pumpkin carvings and I wanted to share them.

🙂

 

*Lulu before the pumpkins were carved.  She loved them for some reason and was rolling around them, marking her territory of kitty love.

~

*Working on the pumpkins.  

~

*Carved pumpkins!!!  From left to right:  an Alien (mine) a Bunny (Abby & Jacob’s) a Jack-O-Lantern Face (Chloe’s) and the last one is supposed to be Rick Grimes from The Walking Dead (Nick’s)

Happy November y’all!  🍂 🍁 🌾 

 

~©justagirllost2

*Top photo found on Pinterest, other photos mine

No More Naked Words of Me

 

No more naked words of me

I’ll share with unfit company

No more pearls to swine
wallowing in

malicious pits
of rhyme

Greedily feeding upon frenemies
In snide remarks

they crassly snort
from gaping cavities

Cackling round cauldrons
Stirring up slander
in smiles & sabotage

Envy & insecurity forms friendships
Coven’s of commonalities

whose Joyous glee
derives from wHine & inflicting cruelty

Hating the me

that they create
from moldy thoughts
& evil hearts

Their misery needs company
to justify impiety

Lying eyes see only lies

Venomous bites
contort distort

truth as alibis
to fit inside
their

teeny tiny

twisted minds
~

 

*reposting this piece because,

so often these temporary feelings of pain resurface,

unfortunate lows in the mostly highs that come

from exposing your thoughts & heart in permanent ink.

* I really like it! and it’s a bit Halloweeny…

@justagirllost2

*photo mine

When You Read Me

 

~

When you read me

I feel so beautiful

 

It’s this surreal thing

an intimacy

a happening

 

It’s pure desire

an eternal Spring

your mind reading mine

 

I rejoice in you

seeing me

 

You gift me part of you

a precious piece

I love to need

When you read me

~

©justagirllost2 

*photo mine

*a re-post, always relevant and always am I filled with joy, when you read me  🙂