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Unfamiliar Freedom   Leave a comment


Unfamiliar Freedom



To immerse oneself in
all our familiar comforts
does not set us free


To follow only what we think
we need and want
does not set us free


To believe with certainty
what is best for us and
strive for it
does not set you free


To appreciate just one familiar
comfort creates a passage
with unbound freedoms


To move past not knowing
what we need
we can be found


To believe that any trodden terrain
has purpose for what
we need holds merit
in freedom from



aeh | HTB



Posted March 4, 2014 by Hot Tall Blonde in Featured, My Poetry & Journal Entries

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What You Sea



Posted February 17, 2014 by Hot Tall Blonde in Featured, The Minds Eye

Getting Over Getting Over It   Leave a comment


I spend most all of  my time avoiding the fact that I’m alone with no one to relate to, with no one to love, without anybody to dream and laugh with, without that special other who completely loves me, knows me, and what I need., when I need it. How to touch me, how to inspire me, motivate me, spending all of our time doing exactly what we want and need to do for ourselves, individually and carving all of the best times out for what we need and desire and lust for within each other.

I’m not so naïve to the truth of what I am hiding from,  deep inside I realize, somehow I know, I feel it, that the window of time for that special other has all but closed. The more my senses fall to the wayside, the wider that gap becomes. I must avoid my emptiness, my fear, my aloneness, my love that I did not get to give. It’s welled up inside of me for so long, with nowhere to go it eats at me and distorts me and blends the perfect hallow night  .. .         

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.. . into what was sacred and bright and full of lull to the movements of oceanic tides that have washed in from
a far to beckon our return to the sea, in the sunshine, in the grace, in the beauty, in the mystery, in the wholeness of grandeur, to reflect the sparkle of light off of the waves in the water, upon our eyes and out to the universal rays of knowing and in having and in belonging.



I’m in a cave now, it’s been closing in on me. I’m not full,
or bright … I need to be fed the beauty of life, to make it real again.

And I cannot hold this void in denial. The duration, as is casts loom and fears I cannot endure.

I cannot endure the thought of ending up in the galley
of the deepest, darkest, wryly, churning tides that spin without care and toss you upon the deadened sea. alone.


Yet to avoid is like living blind, blind to the essence of all that I fear that I’ve lost or perhaps know that I still possess – this is a battle I must conquer, soon.

I don’t have that many “Someday’’ ‘s .

I don’t want to look back at the World without anything to hold onto, something real, .. . to caress me forevermore.


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Sitting Pretty   Leave a comment



Sitting Pretty

when you’re not looking

do you consider me

what i’m thinking

why i stay


did you know that i do


not mine

and i’m a nobody’s girl


by those who were looking at me looking back at them

willing then

took their kill

i stay away

even when you are looking

especially then

been bled out

i’m just a shadow of my former self

sitting pretty someplace else


Posted December 20, 2013 by Hot Tall Blonde in Featured, My Poetry & Journal Entries

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