coffee! (or some late morning random musings)

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One of my favorite joys in life.

Sipping a cup in the morning.

Staring at the Avengers mural on my bedroom wall (..yeah..I’m a comic book fangirl..)

Making a list for today:

wash some clothes (for goodness sake..don’t forget the socks this time!)

pay bills (gee whiz, didn’t I already give away all my money last week??)

read

write

laugh

pray

share a smile with a random stranger

think about the universe and how small i feel wrapped within its spiraling hold

remember that writing makes the possibilities endless (..at this point, I don’t feel quite so vulnerable)

write

laugh

pray

pondering on the day’s events

if this were my last one

can i make any kind of difference in the world?

even the smallest random act of kindness

stretches beyond the limits of our imagination

breaks down the barriers between human hearts

circle back around to thinking about coffee

love the stuff!

gets my brain all fired up and ready to explore

infinity..and beyond

hm..maybe I will have that second cup after all

ūüôā

~lenise~

Imagine

I imagine you holding me

I imagine you wrapping me in a tender embrace

I imagine your lips, whispering against my ear

I imagine you pulling me close, squeezing me tight

I imagine you wiping away all my tears, dispelling all my fears

I imagine your mouth, pressed against mine..time fades away

I imagine you and I, never again apart

I imagine you tending to my heart

I imagine you giving me the greatest gift, to feel what love is really like

I..imagine..You

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iamlenise:))

i can’t stop

thinking about the future. hoping to forget the past. struggling through the now.

no matter what. my heart beats strong. my spirit pulses free. my mind journeys beyond the moment.

a runner. waiting for the perfect race. counting down the seconds. taking the pose. head bowed. knees arched. fingers pressed into the earth.

ready?

set?

the world crawls to an aching stillness.

all of creation fixes into perfect silence.

the pop hits the air

stay the course

keep focused

pound the dirt until every limb burns

win.

there is no other choice

i can’t stop

until i touch the void

step across the finish

bring down the boundaries

break the binds

see the eternal light

i am

victorious.

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lenise

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To Do List

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Write

Write til my fingers cramp

Write about everything

til the words live on their own

til I can feel my heart beat again

til the possibilities don’t scare me

til the veil is lifted

twilight gone

sun beams break free

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Write

til I find what I’m looking for

til I understand what I’m living for

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.

.

Just Write.

til I feel the kiss of forever

til I embrace what

Iam.

What..I will be.

What..I long for.

Love..so true

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will i ever find you

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~lenise~

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The Perfect Kiss

The Kiss. Francesco Hayez. Wiki Commons.
The Kiss. Francesco Hayez.

Has such an event ever existed? ¬†Has such a myth ever rang true? ¬†What dragons must a hero slay? ¬†What sacrifice must a maiden make? ¬†What river must be crossed? ¬†What valley must be traveled? ¬†What sweet serenade must be played? Before heart-stopping, pulse-pounding, chest-quivering love finally pours forth and breathes soul-stirring enchantment into one eternally-blissful, divinely-inspired…

kiss

so sweet, the angels weep

~lenise~

Vitamin R -or- Use the Key

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what did i miss?

what word – phrase – pause – did i miss?

that would make everything – me – make sense.

pause

i’ve heard this – before – where?

why didn’t i notice – pause – then?

turn it off – pause – or turn it up?

shake off the deep Рsleep Р pause

or fall further?

touch – the mirror – step through?

in the end (or the beginning)

I will be, what I will be.

dusk – or – pause – dawn?

invisible – to some.

mystery – to others.

never quite what I – am

ever imagined

all

would become – pause

closure

Thoughts of You

Thoughts of you

keep my pen poised

to narrate a literary symphony

on pages in the eternal notebook

clutched close to my heart

¨

Thoughts of you

move my soul

toward heavenly heights

inspire my lips to confess

whispered words of love

stir memories of a last embrace

gentle kisses

softer than the streak of a teardrop

cascading down a warm cheek

¨

Thoughts of you

revive hope

dispel doubt

bring me to life, once more..LL‚ô•

¨

Text ©2012 Lenise Lee Pubn.  All Rights Reserved.

Sometimes I forget

I started off writing this post with a bit of sadness in my heart and a tiny..almost imperceptable..tear in one eye.  

Just like wandering off for a long walk and then noticing that I have become lost in an unfamiliar stretch of woods, I sometimes I forget..become completely oblivious…to the reasons why I dropped everything to explore this unknown path toward becoming a real author. ¬†It’s so easy to become lost in the hype of following sales and stats, to become swayed by reviews and ravings, and to settle into helplessness and discouragement when the future suddenly dims and possibilities seem to dry up like a dying river. ¬†Sometimes I forget to follow my own advice and to never stop imaging that dreams sometimes do come to vivid life and that love does have the power to conquer all obstacles. ¬†I sometimes forget to dismiss my fear of failure and to control my impatience to cross that final finish line called ‘success’. ¬†Sometimes I forget to just write! and to embrace whatever the energy flowing from my spirit and pouring through my fingertips produces.

A few nights ago, I attended my little niece’s eighth grade graduation. ¬†Her principal topped the ceremony off with a rousing speech that had adults and children alike nodding our heads with a renewed gleam of hope and optimism in our sparkling eyes..In short, she said to find out what stirs your heart and to pursue that love every day with every ounce of energy you can summon up..She said our passion to pursue our dreams should set the world on fire and should motivate others to earnestly do the same..We should strive to achieve our goals and encourage others along the way. ¬†It left me wondering…sincerely pondering…Is this what I have been doing over this past year of full-time writing? ¬†Or have I been twiddling my thumbs while waiting for that mythical ‘easy’¬†button to drop in my lap? ¬†Have I been pursuing my dream with bold effort or with a shy glance? ¬†More importantly, have I been using my persuasive words to light a spark of hope and enthusiasm in the lives of those I encounter..whether on e-paper or in real life..or been selfishly waiting for my own praise and recognition?

Every now and again..somewhere between budgeting and blogging…drafting, editing and pushing off nightmares that I’ve wasted my life by putting off the opportunity to become the doctor my mom always told everyone I would someday be..I forget that this is my life, and I only get one, so I need to live it to the fullest and stop shunning the wonderful gift, and the rare opportunity to share this talent, that I’ve been blessed with. ¬†Even as I finish-up typing and re-reading this post, I can feel a twinge of optimism for a brighter tomorrow returning.

It is my belief that we all want to know..without any doubts or confusion..what our purpose is..What tugs us from bed, pushes us toward the door, and urges us to trudge through yet another day of sometimes very steep hills and extremely deep valleys, other than merely trying to exist for another twenty-four hours? ¬†Some people are born to make others laugh, some to inspire, others to heal, many to be great parents and role models…I think my place in this world is to add a few splashes of colorful romance to a sometimes mundane workday..to evoke daydreams of forever on a quiet afternoon..to share hints of my inner world..resilient hope, everlasting love..the slightest glimmer of faith that perhaps true happiness is awaiting us to break free and to reach out and capture that perfect moment of bliss..to touch the golden horizon. ¬†Every once in a while I get a reminder that I’ve helped a random heart to feel such vibrant emotions. ¬†In those fleeting minutes, I begin to remember what it means to be alive and worthy of the space I occupy on this beautiful earth…Hugs and smiley faces to all..LL‚ô•