Last Year’s Bones…

“Sometimes you get what you want, but mostly you get what you get.” ~ Sleeping Beauties, by S. and O. King

2017 was huge on getting me what I got… And since what I got (even if not exactly what I wanted) didn’t always take away my power to twist it into what I needed, I am grateful. If next year brings me a similar basket of lemons, I’ll be the joy-drunk lunatic sipping the  nonalcoholic mojitos.

about Last Year’s Projects…
…I finished my Diversity Reading List, but didn’t feel the inclination to review all the books. I also finished Rereading My Pratchett—it took me 2 years—and I enjoyed every bit of it (and I suspect that I’ll do it again).

about Pomegranates…
…mythology says that this yummiest of fruits (except mango, of course) symbolizes prosperity, protection, wisdom, and all things in-between. I love myth almost as much as I love wild things (& ellipses). So, mañana should find my sexy Self eating 3 pomegranates, and wishing, wishing, wishing… for the success of anyone who truly needs it, for fertile muses for any mind that works at her art, for the protection of anyone in need…

…and my HUGEST wish: enough wisdom to hammer social stupidity. Wish with me, won’t you? Let’s (work hard for it, and) will it to be.

Now, my Wicked Luvs… would you care to tell me about any of the bits you completed this year? And, mayhap, the to-dos that must await 2018?

last year’s bones
swimming in the blood
of morrows

No Riddles Here

Kiss me…
as if heart-ripping yesterdays never happened
and tomorrow might not be.

Touch me…
as if today is everything
and future Maybes are a dream.

Want me only
if you need me,

but…

if you don’t need me,
don’t make me want.

I promise you, Love,
there are no riddles here
but a map.

_____
• for Hedgewitch’s Friday 55 and Poets United.

see the complete handwritten poem bit on Instagram
(the background is from Beowulf, illustrated by David Rubín)