Forest of Words

In an often cruel and imperfect world, a girl lived on a mission to defend her zip code.
a shy, quiet, and lonely girl
always taking care of everyone else’s needs
stumbling softly in and out of life
until the day a shy and quiet girl came to see
an even more perfect side of love
the other half of who she was meant to be
to need someone in every possible way
a perfectly perfect love
a mirrored image of her heart

Once upon a star crossed dream
you asked me for forever
what the hell is that supposed to mean
pitter-patter are the sounds
twirling
swirling
all around
hold me close
scared to breathe
prayed to God you would never leave
surrounded in your love
I am finally free to be the person I was meant to be

You whisper tenderly
promises of love and forever
that glisten and glow like a candle’s flame
every moment separate from each other
tears and burns my soul
want to chase away the pain
silent are the tears
once trapped
now are set free
falling down my cheeks
scorched by the flame
the world can be cruel when it separates two beings who are both sides of everything

Together they are everything, separate they fight to breath, fight to find the way to simply be

Forged in the Fire, 2022. The poem is the intellectual property of Lynn Marie

In a world surrounded by and focused on immediate gratification
all the who and what in the world can you fucking do for me
a reality driven world
only focused on self need

All this before you and me

A cascade of copper curls has always framed my face
caught in a daydream
my head in the clouds
or under a tree
a dreamer chasing who she is meant to be

staring out a broken window
watching the rain as it connects upon the glass
a meteor has collided within me
threatening to shatter my world
the knot in my throat now threatening to consume me
I may have already swallowed my heart
tears fall softly
burning my face

In every love story, there is usually a leading man
a prince charming of some sort, albeit
chemical Christian Grey
or dashing Mr. Darcy
or leading man Jack Nicholson

Once upon a gentle dream, you crashed into my world
bringing me to my knees
called out my name
my leading man with the expressive eyes
You are my hero
my warrior
my ray of sunshine
don’t you know you mean everything to me
Time is measured in minutes forever marches on
In a space and time where you are MINE
I find the courage to forge on!

Forged in Fire 2022 poem is the intellectual property of Lynn Marie

Deep in the night, there is eerie silence all around
two souls
once lost
now found
captivated by each moment
feel you all around
pulling you closer to me
intoxicated by your eyes
that whisper of love that is ours alone
captivated by your spell
as it sweetly draws me in
lingering gently
I want to feel you pull me near
I want to touch your heart
feel your breath upon my face
surrounded by you in a place I am safe within
I long to see the storm rise and fall in your eyes
Rushing to it
allow it to consume me
caught in this raging storm
that floods my heart
you are my breath
my soul
my fire!

2022 Forged by Fire

These poems are written profoundly for my family, who have always encouraged me to dream big and then soar even higher. Of course, for the man that communicates to my soul! The man who set my pen on fire, my inspiration, my flame, and my beginning and end! For all of eternity. My sweet angel, thank you for protecting me and being my sanctuary. Thank you for the magic! Thank you for the dreams, and most of all, thank you for loving me in a way that shatters all my senses!! Now I would be an idiot if I told you I did not believe in love at first sight. But the whos and what’s in this story might just blow your mind! I do profoundly, but the beginning of this story has set my life on a tilt-a-whirl that this redhead never would have imagined! Now the way this little fairy tale goes …

Gentle reminders
I find in each day,
of a love so sweet and tender,
it takes my breath away
tender loves spring storm
is pulling me under
a wave
a crash
the crack of thunder
flashes of lightning
hold me close
scared to breathe
feel your heat pulling me under
lost in each moment
I surrender to the flame
a fire fueled love it consumes me
surrounded by your arms
I am safe within,
reach out as you call my name

Forged in Fire! For the man who it would seem always had my heart inspires me to look within and dream and for starting a fire that rages within!

Did I tell you today that you make all the clouds go away even in the darkest hour? You are my sun, moon, and stars in the sky. In the darkness, through the rain, you brighten every day. Chase away every tear. Love and hold me tightly through each storm! Kiss my nose, touch my face, or touch my soul with a tenderness I have never seen! When you reach out for me is when the magic begins. Once upon a star-kissed dream, my magic reached out and saved me!

Once upon a star-struck dream,
you plucked me out of my reality
you found me
look to the heavens
look to the stars
They glisten, sparkle, and glow,
each tear that falls
glistens, sparkles, and glows as well
filled with treasured memories
given as a reminder of you
The world has more than its fair share of problems
And COVID really sucks
just in case you didn’t know
they all burn brighter wherever you are

without you, I am simply incomplete

One of the many ironies included that my magic and I seemed to be an endless paradigm of opposites. Maybe if one looked a little closer, two hearts, and one soul, this made us whole. He is tall, and I am short. He is dark, and I am fair. He is thunder, and I am the spark. He is nothing like anyone I have ever dreamed of, and I am confident it’s the same for him! He is outspoken, and I will always blush. He is strong, and I am not, except when it comes to him, and then I am fierce. He is sarcastic, and I am sincere. He is egocentric, and I have enough humility to wrap around the world twice. He is athletic, and I am graceful. He is outspoken (hello…holy hell), and I am shy. He is loud, and I am quiet. He would laugh, and I might giggle. He would, in fact, share with the world that he had shaved his balls; while, I am absolutely mortified that he would even discuss it. He has charisma and charm, and I am plain and simple. He is a pessimist, and I am an optimist. His glass is half empty-damn it, and mine is always half full, but I would be more than happy to share my half with him or the entire world. He is doubtful, and I have faith. He is intensely physical and sexual, and well, so am I! He is stubborn, willful, and pig-headed, and I, without a doubt, am too, minus pig-headed, add brat. He takes pig-headed to a whole new realm, but then I rock the hell out of brat. He loves me truly, madly, deeply, and that is precisely how I love him. He can be tender, gentle, careful, thoughtful, and kind when it comes to me. When it comes to him, I know there is no heart on this earth as big as his, and I am so incredibly proud he is MINE! He plays the tough guy act well, but forces collide and unite here in the space where we run to meet. In those tender moments we meet on the same astral plane, there is no more giving, kind and wonderful man you will ever meet, and I happen to love him beyond all space and time.

Once upon a time, a passionate pika set out to see the world in a not-so-magical and often practically imperfect world. This little Pika had grown up poor and was incredibly shy, but he had determination despite all his hardships. The Pika had a steadfast fixation as he shouted his declaration, ” I will leave a lasting mark for all to see! “You watch!! He shouted to all the haters! You will see!”

So with that, the passionate pika set off on a journey with a wild and wooly badger. As you might imagine, time passed swiftly as it often does, and the next thing you know, the passionate pika and wild and wooly badger set off to conquer the world! The two friends were equally determined to share all of their hopes and dreams and some pretty incredible cuisine with the world!

With a dream and a few coins in their pocket, a dream soon became a reality. Pika dedicated himself to the restaurant working more than twenty hours each day, and Pika would catch a nap on the restaurant floor before completing his next task! Each day, the Pika raced off to the market to pick only the best ingredients to share, and despite all of the love poured into every recipe, there was a lot of competition! Pika would announce to anyone willing to listen, “Come eat my BBQ and crayfish, for I swear you will be smiling all day!”

As far as badgers go, you might imagine from his name that he was a little bit of a player and loved to keep his adventure a bit on the wild side. “Time for serious! All kidding aside, I am wild and wooly badger,” he often replied! Working hard, if at all, was simply the last thing on wild and wooly badger’s mind!

As you might imagine, before long, all hopes and dreams of success and an exquisite restaurant soon disappeared. The doors to the restaurant closed, and the flame of a pika and badger dreams were all too soon snuffed out! All that remained were the steadfast convictions of a passionate pika! I will leave a lasting mark for all to see! “You watch!! One day you will see!!”

There is, however, a moral to this tale, dream big, work even harder, stay humble, grow with the growing pains, make your parents proud, and always have integrity! And most of all, don’t be afraid to love!

I don’t think I or anyone for that matter has cornered the market for kindness and compassion! The world seems or appears to be a tad bit toxic world. There is always room to remind people that they are loved! People should be valued! People should be cared about and appreciated. So to anyone and everyone, thanks for being present and caring in my life! In a world where the light dimmed on the value of appreciation! In a world where we can all use a little more kindness!