Poetry Archive
as freedom is a breakfastfood
0 Comments Published by Lilith Sativa October 8th, 2008 in Poetry, Truth, freedom, writingby E.E. cummings
as freedom is a breakfastfood
or truth can live with right and wrong
or molehills are from mountains made
-long enough and just so long
will being pay the rent of seem
and genius please the talentgang
and water most encourage flame
as hatracks into peachtrees grow
or hopes dance best on bald men’s hair
and every finger is a toe
and any [...]
And They Obey
0 Comments Published by Lilith Sativa September 30th, 2008 in Art, Beliefs, Consumption, Death, Money, My Life, Obey, Poetry, Truth, War, World Issues, politics, ranting, revolution, writingSmash down the cities.
Knock the walls to pieces.
Break the factories and cathedrals, warehouses
and homes
Into loose piles of stone and lumber and black
burnt wood:
You are the soldiers and we command you.
Build up the cities.
Set up the walls again.
Put together once more the factories and cathedrals,
warehouses and homes
Into buildings for life and labor:
You are workmen and citizens [...]
Keeping Quiet
0 Comments Published by Lilith Sativa September 16th, 2008 in Art, Beliefs, My Life, Poetry, Truth, War, World Issues, meditation, politics, writingby Pablo Neruda. (trans. Alastair Reid.)
And now we will count to twelve
and we will all keep still.
For once on the face of the earth
let’s not speak in any language,
let’s stop for one second,
and not move our arms so much.
It would be an exotic moment
without rush, without engines,
we would all be together
in a sudden strangeness.
Fisherman in [...]
Messages
0 Comments Published by Lilith Sativa January 31st, 2008 in Art, Goddess speaks, Mother, Mother Nature, My Life, Mythology, Ozarks, Paganism, Poetry, Spring, Truth, Wheel of year, Winter, religion, sleepI have been looking for messages from Mother.
Seeking her voice out in the most unlikely of places.
She has been waiting for me, as she always does.
Wrapped up against cold winds in cloak, but barefoot among the leaves and snow.
I have found the messages Mother has left for me.
They are all around me, etched in stone [...]
Witch Cat
0 Comments Published by Lilith Sativa September 25th, 2007 in My Life, Paganism, Phamily, Poetry, Truth, animals, familyThis is Neil Gaiman Author and Cat
My latest Addition to the E’Light Fur Phamily. He is fearless and a bit of a kamikaze.
Until people come over then he runs straight to some dark and quiet spot where no one can find him.
WITCH CAT
I want a little witch cat
With eyes all yellow-green.
Who rides upon a [...]
‘Breathe, Bitch…..Breathe’
0 Comments Published by Lilith Sativa September 12th, 2006 in Honey Bee, My Life, Phamily, Poetry, Sex, Truth, ranting, revolution
words written by the Honey Bee that I do think deserve repeating….
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‘Breathe, Bitch…... Breathe’
You take one look at me,
Don’t like what you see?
Take your opinion home to dinner,
Tell your whole family about me.
Tell your daughter she better never.
Tell your son to stay far away from the likes of me.
I smile. I have comfort in who [...]
This poem has been going through my head all day.
All around I am seeing the beginnings of another beautiful Spring…Lovely
Flower Chorus
Such a commotion under the ground,
When March called, “Ho there! ho!”
Such spreading of rootlets far and wide,
Such whisperings to and fro!
“Are you ready?” the Snowdrop asked,
” ‘Tis time to start, you know.
“”Almost, my [...]
Sugasm #16
0 Comments Published by Lilith Sativa January 7th, 2006 in BBW, BDSM, Fantasies, Fetishes, Fiction, Phone Sex, Poetry, Porn, Pro Sessions, Sex, TruthThe best of the blogs by the bloggers who blog them (this week starting with the letter ‘R’):
Real? You decide (swelteringcelt.com)
Reminder of Summer (domequeen.blogspot.com)
Restraint (curvaceousdee.blogspot.com)
Riding the Train (ambientstorm.blogspot.com)
Right Now… (secretbrain.blogspot.com)
Sanctuary (nyc-urban-gypsy.blogspot.com)
Sitting Behind You (alwaysarousedgirl.blogspot.com)
Snowballed (sexinga.blogspot.com)
Stimulate Me, Penetrate Me (insatiablemrw.blogspot.com)
The dancer… (dzerotica.blogspot.com)
The Girlfriend (radicalvixen.com)
The Peach [...]
Sex is Poetry…
0 Comments Published by Lilith Sativa November 17th, 2005 in Books, Fantasies, Fetishes, Poetry, Sex, TruthTranslated from the Spanish by Christopher Logue
Drunk as drunk on turpentine
From your open kisses,
Your wet body wedged
Between my wet body and the strake
Of our boat that is made of flowers,
Feasted, we guide it – our fingers
Like tallows adorned with yellow metal – Over the sky’s hot rim,
The day’s last breath in our sails.
Pinned by the [...]
a passionate voice
0 Comments Published by Lilith Sativa November 16th, 2005 in BDSM, Fantasies, Fetishes, My Life, Phone Sex, Poetry, Sex, TruthYou know when you are taking those questionaires online and one of the questions they ask is about what turns you on in the opposite sex? My #1 answer is never there. Yes I like eyes, and the shape of a mans mouth, nice strong hands, good hair … these are all things I like [...]
