Why

Why hurt, why love

Powerful hands, created powerful binds

Dark eyes, swept me away, in the sway, of all-consuming tides

A heart, so fragile, shattered, ruined

A mind, so strong, battered by brutal,

Words you say, games you play

Trusting soul, covered in bruises

Debris field, of confusion

Why hurt, why love

Why rise, why fall

A look, a glance, a first,

Last kiss,

Sealed a tomb, disguised as perfect bliss

..

LL

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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~

Answering the Call

i have dreamed dreams

of moons rising

of suns setting

of worlds spinning, in reverse

around castles and mountains, laid waste

echoing cries

of gods and men, long-forgotten

heroes fallen

princes reborn

hearts pierced, yearning

rose petals scattered, waiting

to become whole

to sing

to surge

to soar

to touch the gates

of highest heaven

once more..

©iamlenise

Majestic Mountains. By NASA/JPL-Caltech/L. Allen (Harvard-Smithsonian CfA) via Wikimedia Commons

Haunted

Tell me how to forget.

Tell me how to let go.

To make this go away.

Ease this burden.

Please tell me how to release this breath,

I have been holding deep within

For so long.

Frozen in time,

Deprived of air.

Tell me how much I need

To drown myself

In hopes

In dreams

In sorrows…

Endless words…

Before I can finally be free

Of this puzzling memory.

Just once.

Just this once…

Please…

Step out of my thoughts,

Fill this voided space

In the caverns of my heart —

Dispelling the darkness

go or stay

stand or run

dream forever or be irrevocably awake

see all in one surreal, aching flash or shut out everything

cast a shadow or illuminate every creeping crevice

follow the path of the sun or become enchanted by the lullaby of the moon

keep quiet or shout, until the words echo back

ringing my ears

tossing off the cloak of despair

healing the blind eye

cleansing the marred heart

awakening the senses

sharpening the mind

preparing the soul

taking the breath

freeing the body

releasing the full force of destiny

Have I imagined all this, or

Have I just opened the door to reality

I know what I want to do

So why don’t I ever have the strength to do it

I feel the surge of infinite nature

The essence of a thousand glimmering suns

Racing through my veins

Yet the echo announces

Not yet

Steady yourself

Calm the storm

Lower the candle flame

The night is darker than it seems

Hide yourself behind me

Cloak yourself in the countenance of my wings

Shield yourself beneath my thoughts

Not because I despise your light

Because I want to protect it

Nurture it

Enhance it

Make it untouchable

From the reach of probing fingers

Which seek to extinguish it for always…

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.

.

.

.

.

lenise

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On This Morning

Tropinin Girl with roses. Vasily Andreevich Tropinin. 1850.

I want today to be a fresh start.

I want to open my opens and see possibilities, not dead ends.

On this morning, I want to be Free to be happy, content, hopeful.

I need to feel my Spirit overflowing with radiance, touched by a spark of Divinity.

Whatever I accomplish in these small hours, if it be one small task or the moving of a great mountain, may my works have Meaning.

May my one Smile bring joy to as many people as it touches, and as many who will receive the love hiding within its gleam.

Today, I want to Believe. I want to Live. I want to Soar beyond the Great Heavens.

~

iamlenise

We Are

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Writers.

Lovers.

Humble.

Bold.

Inspired.

Invincible.

Powerful.

Hopeful Romantics.

United in a Quest.

For Truth. Grace. Perfect Passion. Revelations.

Waiting to be heard.

Wanting to be held.

Willing to take a chance.

Hoping to be embraced.  As we are.

Find what you Love.

Seek what you Live for.

And never let go.

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Some will laugh.

Some will scoff.

Others will flash a green eye.

But we.

We know.

A brilliant and resilient New Dawn awaits.

Those who are brave enough.

To take One Step Forward.

Closer.

Toward the Magnificent.  Glorious.  Horizon.

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Special thanks to.. ambitiouspoet and melanie jean juneau for blessing me with the Always There When I Need You Award.  And ANOTHER Round of Smiles and Hugs to The Nomadic Soliloquist for a new quintet of awards.

This is a late announcement, but the joy is still overflowing :~)

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I can only think of one other person to extend this prize to.. tornadoday ..A wonderful and talented poetess.  Thank you, Dear Bobbi.  Your words truly inspire me.

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iamlenise

In the beginning

There they stood, hand in hand, on the very edge of an unknown and unnamed universe mere moments after its birth.  Swirls of multicolored dust and lights scattered and danced across a blank canvas.  In what would be known as seconds, clouds of galaxies, bubbling over with new life smaller than a fleck, burst forth.  In every direction, tiny diamond pinpoints raced ahead, signaling that this new creation was very pleased with how its makers had designed it.

The male, fresh-faced with an ageless appearance, looked over and smiled at the female.  He watched her eyes shine and marvel at what they had just done.  This same scene had replayed countless times, yet the joyous glow hovering upon her lovely cheeks always brought a renewed sensation of warmth fluttering within his chest. When they worked their magic together, every time was better than the first.

With the tip of his finger, he moved a lock of her hair and gently tucked it behind her ear.

“What shall we do now?”

It always pleased him to follow her lead.  He lived to make her happy.  His very existence hinged upon filling her heart with glee.

She turned to him, her gaze swimming with unspoken adoration.

“I think we should make…love.”

The corners of his mouth quirked into an impish grin.

“As you wish.”

Turning to face the new dawn and the endless horizons stretching out before them, together they strolled forth.  Their flawless forms became smaller and smaller until they stood within the boundaries of the world they had just sculpted.  As one, as always, they were ready and restless to explore the shores of their newest homeland.

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iamlenise

How do you think it all began?

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all around me

the wind whispers

promises my ears

are yet to hear

the sun reveals

glory my eyes

yearn to behold

the breeze quenches

thirst i never knew

consumed me

the morning song

swoons a sunken heart

with consoling melodies

a flicker..a tremble..a pulse..a beat..

..i..am..alive..

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.

.

iamlenise

The Turning of the Key

Recently, a very nice fellow blogger extended to me the honor of receiving a bundle of awards..And along with those awards came a list of ten questions..very intriguing questions that seemed to be aimed right at my heart and mind..

As I read each one, I felt a sort of stirring in my soul..A kind of subtle euphoria..I had found another set of keys..

Who am I?  The ever elusive question that I continually ponder, for it seems I am never the same person for more than a single moment at a time..

Like the wind, I wander and shift with the turn of the earth, rise and fall then rise again with all the changes..upheavals and spirals..towering mountains and refreshing streams..of life..of a day..of an instant..

Yet..I seek a wholeness..a certain peace that can only come from discovering the truth behind the reason of my existence..the purpose of being here and now..inhaling memories of a forgotten romance..exhaling dreams of tender caresses and sweet kisses..

The keys to solving the mystery of..I am..are scattered, but every new and unexpected experience seems to pull me ever closer toward encountering..embracing..becoming enraptured by..what awaits beyond the opening of the door..

..Alas, since I am such a quiet, slightly awkward girl..I am always reluctant to share too much of myself..This time, however, I felt the urge to reveal another layer of *me* ..at the very least..bits of who I think I am..who I would like to be..

..If it is your wish to do so..my answers are here..

Continue reading “The Turning of the Key”

Strange Waters

Strange Waters
Rainy Season in the Tropics. Frederic Edwin Church.

‚Äú‚ÄėWater.‚ÄĚ So much meaning in a simple sound‚Ķ ‘Survival is the ability to swim in strange water‚Ķ.we must find the currents and patterns in these strange waters‚Ķif we are to survive.‚Äô‚ÄĚ ¬†from Frank Herbert‚Äôs Dune

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Looking at the moon

Looking at the moon. Pamela. Gardiner. Wiki Commons
Looking at the moon. Pamela. Gardiner. Wiki Commons

Like a child…with eyes pinned on the silver coin hovering within the folded cape of a starless night…I keep a constant¬†vigil¬†…an aching feeling that what I’m searching for…something…a wink? a smile? a nod? …will manifest…A face…a name…a purpose…a reason…Me…But who am I against the backdrop of eternity? At the beginning (and the end) of the day…of the moment…of all that is and will ever be…Where do I fit in?…Was I ever meant to?

~lenise~

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

Song of the Morning..Morning Song

Of all the snapshots I have, from vacations long gone, this is my favorite moment in time…Whenever I’m suffering some silent agony or held in the strong¬†grip of¬†an aching frustration, my mind always wanders back to this day…one of the most wonderous views I have ever experienced…with forever stretching out before me, admiring creation and all her glory…I love when the clouds do funny back flips across the contrasted skyline…I feel…alive, breathing, as if being drawn toward a cosmic threshold…So here I stand, posing, watching…waiting…for the morning song…the song of the morning…..

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Forever Here

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The flame in my heart flickers to renewed life

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Shades of creation,

richly irradiant

answer my beacon

illuminate my spirit

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Against the cloak of the cosmos,

embers of love burst forth with fiery perfection

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Across limitless oceans of midnight space,

flares of desire spiral into eternity

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Ever onward

‚ô• Continue reading “Forever Here”

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•

Take a walk with me :)

The sky finally cleared up today..thank goodness!..and the weather was a perfect 72, with a powder blue sky and cotton white clouds hovering in the heavens..I was so happy for this beautiful day, I wanted to capture it for a while longer..I am by no means a great photographer, but these snapshots actually came out a lot better than I thought they would..I hope to experience the divine serenity of nature more often..and I also hope you enjoyed our quick walk together..Wishing you a fabulously wonderful weekend..LL‚ô•

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Te Amo

Te amo

porque t√ļ eres mi cielo perfecto

yo te sigo

como mi amanecer infinite

yo te adoro

m√°s que la luna adora el sol

te amo

ahora

hasta el fin de mi mundo

~‚ô•~

I love you

because you are my perfect sky

I follow you

as my infinite dawn

I adore you

more than the moon adores the sun

I love you

now

until the end of my world

~‚ô•~

Love is beautiful in any and all languages
Share it more often..Receive it more often
Text ©2012 LL
*Please excuse my humble translation

Just Breathe

…I went for a walk in the rain yesterday and experienced the second most-refreshing moment of the day (of the past month actually)…

I try to escape the keyboard at least once a week (twice on the weekend for good behavior ūüôā ) but my mind was restless for a break from staring at the screen. ¬†As I looked out the window, a beautiful sunrise had transitioned over to heavy cloud cover during the latter part of the morning. ¬†The sky was still relatively serene, so I decided to take a chance on trying to out-race the approaching April shower to the nearby park. ¬†Walking along in quiet seclusion down the riverbank, I ended up at the sandy cutout where fisherman, kayakers, and rowers launch their boats. ¬†I watched the river stroll by like a sheet of shimmering silver, it’s pulsing waves rolling up and over the small sand dunes a few feet away. ¬†It was at that moment when I did something I almost never do…I stopped thinking. ¬†I let go of worries, anxieties, frustrations, even hopes and dreams and just existed in that very second. ¬†Slight breeze rolling over my skin, filtered sunlight flowing from above, a family of Canadian geese being carried along with the gentle current, raindrops beginning to sprinkle across the watery surface and pelt the soft sandy shore in front of me. ¬†Standing there in awe and silence, I realized some amazing discoveries…I could breathe…I could see…I could hear…I could feel…I had two legs to stand on and two arms to stretch toward the heavens with. ¬†How had I forgotten about all of these wonderful blessings? ¬†Better question, why would I allow myself to forget to be thankful for every chance I can use them to truly experience the fullness of life? ¬†Even though there was no one else standing nearby, I had a sudden feeling I wasn’t watching the glimmering water alone. ¬†I’m never truly alone, never as heart-broken as I sometimes feel, never as discouraged as I like to believe. ¬†Why? ¬†Because every once in awhile…exactly when I am in greatest need…I get a glimpse at my true inspiration…I stop trying to fall in love with people, things, or places, and I start to pursue my perfect romance once again…

A finger drops from the clouds and I connect with forever…Just breathe, wrap yourself in this moment, cherish what you have, share a smile with a distant stranger…Live, laugh, love

The day had turned cloudy, but sunrise was still dawning in my heart…I didn’t even mind that my freshly pressed hair was working overtime to curl up again ūüėõ ..LL‚ô•

Sunrise in my heart

I was up before sunrise this morning…I even out-raced the birds for a chance at witnessing the birth of dawn over the eastern horizon, lol. ¬†I could easily assume it was my nagging allergies that pulled me from a tangle of dreams, but I choose to believe it was more than a simple twitch from sneaky pollen that opened my eyes and kick-started a buoyant optimism deep within me…I haven’t felt joy this intense touch my heart in many waking days. ¬†I have no way of foretelling what will transpire five minutes from now, much less the entire day, yet I feel so happy and hopeful at this moment. ¬†I even found a¬†great theme song¬†to listen to…Fist pumping and air drums at 5 AM are an awesome way to start the day…at least in ¬†my humble opinion¬†ūüôā ¬†This is a peace so beautiful and genuine that I wanted to share it with as many others as possible. ¬†Stranger or friend, I wish the same renewal of mind and spirit for you today as well..Smiles, hugs, kisses, laughs, and lots of love to all during this new day on planet Earth..LL‚ô•

In dreams

looking for something i can’t find…waiting for a dream never destined to cross the threshold of reality…listening for a voice that is now only a faint memory…days spent walking with a spirit of hope, nights wrapped up in lonely disappointment…the very moment i am resigned to let go, to seek after a new source of inspiration, i finally have a chance encounter with you..but only in dreams…

‘This is the place where you come to remember that I will always love you…”

The breath of warm winds caress my golden skin, calling me from a restless sleep.  Light brown eyes touch a pale lavender sky filled with thick patches of milky white cotton dancing across the seamless horizon, floating ever onward, pushing across the canvas of eternity.  Against the backdrop of forever, the majestic mountains of contemplation boldly stand guard over the inhabitants of this lost and sacred chimera.  The rustle of a gentle breeze stirs up gallant waves across the ocean of emerald-green circling round me.

The soft touch from a strong finger moves tenderly along the curve of my chin, drawing my eager sight toward the graceful face I have longed to see for so long.  Serene eyes as clear as liquid crystal instantly capture me.  Words as satisfying as a divine kiss ease uncertainty. A question answered, a promised renewed.

“You alone are my perfect love.¬†Before you, none…after you, none…Never forget that I’m only a whisper away.”

The tickle from a stream of orange sunlight floating through white curtains coax my dark lashes apart, prying me from the secure hold of a much yearned for peace. Sweet melodies of an angelic choir fade away with the rushing azure tides of the ensuing morning skyline..LL♥