https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/Welcome to my maiden attempt at sharing my scribble-stuff in a public domain/blogging. These are recent pieces mixed with older, older to really old stuff. Hope you enjoy, be gentle please.....:)hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/643107I have missed this place - family issues and a yucky, stubborn in-house flu bug have kept me away, but things are beginning to lighten up a bit. I wrote this last night and hope it isn't too long for one post? I look forward to reading you all and catching up very soon! Not so long ago we tried...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/642371There never will be another love for me I walk this deeply as I gaze the earth steeply shadowing over our grave to reach the sunlight of my Bravehttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/642201*Premier* Jeans: (What the Hay?) Rips, raggedness and the living already done for ya? Oh, a must-have for those of us in the know the cool kids are different; no "new jean" uniforms for them! says Ms. FashionSchool (seems looking world weary, faded and indifferent is the current cool) I protest,...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/642074............................................................................................................... The picture half seen does not a hanging make... (A thought for the times when one is tempted to reach a negative and/or hurtful judgement about a situation or person without being...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/641939...................................................................................................................... I feel no need for weaponry because I fear not the fury of men only the cries of children trapped in the crossfire sacrificed to savagery and pyre and burying the world with...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/641709Asphalt lies dusted with diamonds where tires will carry people in a tunnel glittering beneath a curve of star wood and grounds stand stark and zoetic against citrine skies jeweling their height January is the lunation searching for iridescence, sight, warmth through winds chilled, hungering and...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/641439Sauces for and from pith of wood and fields hollow simmer low, then quiver far and wide in a bronzed Pan cast upon my flames Beneath the visage of beast plays mastery through feast lust and flute, adoration and faith unto the water nymph he savors her song Stir, stirring, whirling... tomato,...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/641184Les Paul draped over his midsect as fingers long and lean strum and target, hold and orgasm twine screams a shuddering release Sax player exhales every lyric sung by the one with Fender pressed against heartbeats drumming his keen love me, stay, leave, baby please, please come back to haunt me...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/640962Skies dance fluent upon language of sea communing semblance dreamt whole but are you who they believe you to be... Oxygen reflects a rose evanescing through loneliness rent into halves and susurration of rhyme are you who they believe you to be... Fires hide behind calm misfortune, opportunism...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/LizaM/640297Cold coffee in bed dregs leftover from last night served up at first fiery light the sun smiles today as for me, I yelp water was added by hands eager and rushed suddenly my pot brimmeth over and over on new sheets, spread, my red satin p.j.'s... "Hurreee, Wake Up, Mama!! Santa came and there are...