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“Don’t wish for anything except this moment. Leave tomorrow alone. Tend to today.”

She read those words
let out a sigh
some would even say
she purred
As she wished
for so many things
she wished for beach sand
for another chace
to be lifted up
and carried away
feel the sun
melt the oil
into her skin
She wished to dance
feel the rhythm
know the steps
that come naturally
She wished for sweets
chocolate brownies
fudge that she used to get
Americanos after five o’ clock
She wished for wild flowers,wild rides, wild stories
Spur of the moment
treasure hunting
art and words
pitchers of crazy daisies
She wished for a visit
for a long awaited conversation
for things to be
more and less
all the same
She wished for strength
courage and bravery
and sometimes she wished
to just let go
of all the reins
the pretense
and ride like the wind
She wished to hear
and be heard
to hold and be held
to give and to receive
and she wished
oh,how she wished
to love as big
as beautiful
as wide and far
as all the stars
and all the waves
and all the wishes
ever made.

👣❤
Jeanna’ Mead
8 19 a.m. 6-27-18
http://www.jeannasoul.com

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Grace.. a dance

G R A C E

Her Strength
Shows
Amidst
Her
Vulnerability

As She
Moves
Through
The Story
That
Is Her
Life

In
Times
Of
Change
She
Emerges
From
The
Whirlwind

Taking
Tentative
Steps
Till
Beneath
Her
Becomes
Solid
Ground

Then
She
Strides
Head
Raised
With A
Vengeance
To
Whatever
Awaits

Her
Eyes
Burning
With
Desire

Still
Vulnerable
Enough
To
Acknowledge
Her Fear

Never
Letting
It Stop
Her

From
Experiencing
All She Can…

-randini-

and then I accepted his invitation..
She smiles
Sometimes
Through tears

When fleeting doubts
Threaten
To make her
Feel

That she isn’t
Enough
Beautiful
Capable
Strong

But then
She stops
Listens
Feels
Breathes

Intuitively
She knows

She’s always been
More than enough
Beautiful
Capable
Strong

The only real doubt
Was
That others
Didn’t see her

The way
She sees
Herself

👣💗 Jeanna’ Mead
http://www.jeannasoul.com

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Pirate ….door left open

He is a pirate
down in his soul
born two hundred years
too late

doesn’t matter
all that much
since he still lives
in wonder
anyways

He looks for treasures
in all kinds of places
flirts with women
of all ages and races
falls in love
despite his best intentions

It’s not such a deep
dark secret
how much he loves
the ocean
scotch, vodka and wine
a good rum
and a circle of friends

He walks with a swagger
of a man that knows
full well
he’s being watched
and he doesn’t care

he’s a pirate
down in his soul
born just in time
to make you wonder

what he would do
if he was given
half a chance
to set sail
again.

🍷😉Jeanna’ Mead
5 37 a.m. 12-11-17