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I am a sensual woman,
Love to lounge in the glories of bed,
To splay my feet on fresh mowed grass,
Erotic flavors of an appetite easily fed.
Feed me the touch of Your being;
Feed me the sight of Your soul.
Let me listen in the Garden of Eden,
Smell the scent of Your rose-filled bowl.
And whilst I am there I [...]
I had a dream last night.
(Not an original start.)
But oh such a dream as this,
That brings Roses to your heart.
An ancient Trinity was reborn again,
Without any rancor or blood.
Nurturing with acceptance,
Healing with kindness and Love.
As abiding as She is steadfast,
This One where nature hovers,
From the Garden of Eden They emerged,
Grandmother, Daughter and Mother.
Barbara Atkinson
November 1997
Watching Africa on television,
The wide open plains once unknown,
I wonder about the adventurous life,
And me sticking so close to home.
There is a romance to wandering,
And I am captive to its call.
But the voice I feel comes from within,
Echoing vast expanses and disintegrating walls.
I am an explorer of creative places,
Of spaces still unseen.
I feel things I’ve [...]
I spent a long time
reclaiming the parts of myself
lurking in the shadows,
not so easily seen.
I had to let go of
feeling responsible for
more than me and
embrace my Self.
It seems such a simple thing
to fully love and accept oneself,
such a simple thing, and
on the face of it, it is.
But once committed,
you find yourself in a labyrinth.
You see [...]