L’ianə and The Dragon Path (I)

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L’ianə stands quietly in the shade of an old forest sentinel
Music winds through the dark wood
She is the one it seeks
Finding her
It’s tendrils enfold her in a golden harmony
And tug her toward destiny

Like a siren song
Dragon-folk are calling her…
So she follows Chygon Rukesyaer
Down the dragon path

He has gone a little ahead of her
She must hurry to catch up
She’s stopped a moment to take it all in
Her world, once so small
Had been in the care and service of others
Now her world is fathomless and unknown

Like a siren song
Dragon-folk are calling her…
So she follows Chygon Rukesyaer
Down the dragon path

All is new again, like a babe
Her bewildered gaze falls on path and tree
Even the wind and sky are strangers
Panic begins to rise
Removing her hand from the tree
She takes…

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L’ianə and the Dragon Path (II)

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In the darkness L’ianə watches Chygon. After placing the wood and tinder it only takes a motion of his fingers to start the fire. The first time L’ianə had observed him doing this she’d been terrified by his almost careless use of magic. Magic had been forbidden in her village and punishable by death. L’ianə knew this only too well. She’d been barefoot, hungry, and cold the night she’d watched her mother burn to death. A memory of her beautiful mother stands before her in the flames of his camp fire. Yes, she’d been the most beautiful woman in the village with eyes so green they almost glowed and white gold hair that had shown as a halo around her heart shaped face. She’d been gifted in the art of healing and had taught L’ianə all she knew. Her gifts hadn’t been enough to save her when her rejection of…

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And Like a Flower She Opens

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“You see, I want a lot.
Maybe I want it all:
the darkness of each endless fall,
the shimmering light of each ascent.
So many are alive who don’t seem to care.
Casual, easy, they move in the world
as though untouched.”

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You Jupiter, come waltz with me
Let’s leave them all behind
We’ll seek the spinning intensity
That lingers for us to find

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“She who reconciles the ill-matched threads
of her life, and weaves them gratefully
into a single cloth —
it’s she who drives the loudmouths from the hall
and clears it for a different celebration
where the one guest is you.
In the softness of evening
it’s you she receives.
You are the partner of her loneliness,
the unspeaking center of her monologues.
With each disclosure you encompass more
and she stretches beyond what limits her,
to hold you.”

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Yes, come with me my dear
I’ll smooth the scars away
Kiss your pain, banish your fear
Only, promise me you’ll stay.

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-LM Jones
(Quotes: Rainer Rilke)

Feel With Me

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“Voices I play within my head
Touch my own skin
And hope that I’m still breathing”

If you could feel what I feel
You’d know how much brighter the sun burns for me
A fiery kiss
As sweat drips
Glistening on honey skin
Emerald eyes ablaze

If you could see what I see
You’d see the universe come to life by night
Oh how he awakes for me
Sending stars to ring my head
Their light like silk
Sliding down shoulders and breasts
Lingering on hips and legs

If you could hear what I hear
You’d hear the ground breath
Singing a song
As I sleep in the secret grove
Surrounded by trees that hum along
On my side I’m curled
Cheek to earth
She whispers to me of life
And longing

If you could smell what I smell
You’d smell the sky before the storm
Waves of ozone and electricity
Crackling between raised fingertips
Hair floating with static
A red halo
I smell the wolf at my side
Wild and fierce, like me
Awaiting the lightning that will come.

-LM Jones

Alice and The White Rabbit

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One night, as I slept, I began to dream
That I was Alice in a field of green
And there you were, running by
With your pocket watch, jacket, and tie
I waved to you, “hey, wait for me!”
You rushed on, Can’t wait, I’m late! I can’t miss tea!”
“But I’d like to come along,” I said to you
“Then hurry! Don’t lapse! You’ll be left behind if you do.”
So I followed behind you as fast as I could
Until we reached a thorny black wood.
You gave it no thought as you raced on by
But the thorns tore my clothes and dug in my thigh.
“Hey! Wait for me, I’ve been caught!”
“I have no time to wait! You’ll have to keep up, like it or not!”
I couldn’t catch up so you ran on ahead.
I had nowhere to rest so the thorns were my…

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There was a Time before the Grey- A poem inspired by Robert Frost

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There was a time before the grey
Maybe it was blue
Like the sky on that bright spring day
warmed by the sun, I was lying next to you

There was a time before the grey
Maybe it was green
Like the fields where we played
Spinning stories of all the places we’d see

There was a time before the grey
It must have been gold
Too fragile a color to stay
Time has a way of making things cold

There was a time before the grey
It was blue and green and gold
The brilliant colors of youth, destined to decay
But in wistful memory we never grow old.
-LM Jones

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Eternal

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A temporary being
Dust in a blink
Yet…
I feel the weight of eternity in my bones
The vast universe in my fingertips
I grasp the sun with stars in my eyes
Even as the heat consumes
It’s a beautiful agony
As it sears away the lies
That harbour in my flesh
Setting fire to dreams beneath
Dreams wrapped around muscles and tendons
All burned away now
Pure white bones
Capsules of eternity
Ground up by solar waves
And released to float
Like stardust across the universe
-LM Jones

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