Leah.J.Lynn's Creative Space

What did she say?

I walked and walked until I got in to my car and drove. My mind

is on  how I feel,  I’ am  dress for interest of common appeal.

Why is it so windy when I’ve decided to wear my hair down.

are these people going to be up for a bit of a scare.

Did I lock the door on my out,  should I go back since

I’ am in doubt.

I don’t feel I 'am dressed right any way , to go out to a fancy

area as this, maybe I should do this some other day.

Than I can check the lock, make sure my irons off as well

Yeah that’s it, than I can dodge what may be a big fail.

But, oh, damn in order to make a U-urn , I need to go through this high class

 place. Now I 'am concerned,

Because, the preacher lady on my iPhone , said at this exact time

"you may not be where you want to be but, your where you need

to be,  " her voice is sooo  monotone.

So, what else can i do , as I harshly turn the app off, before entering

this classy four story parking structure, with a place for someone to

hand  wash  my car on atop  a loft.

Right now, I’d rather be at home being a bum. but, I’ am here now

digging in my purse for some gum.

running my finger’s through my hair, and finally resolving I don’t care.

I have never gain anything I every wanted through comfortable spaces’,

So, buck up emotions  and insecurity it’s time to get use to some ritzy

and unfamiliar places.

 

I went job hunting yesterday and this was my experience of doing so, Oh, well Bless me luck everyone. I moved here to expand my career, so I have to reach out and do it, or let the advantages and opportunities of this town pass me by. Oh, yeah my GPS can't say U-Turn so it say  the above.

Blessings Live Life uncomfortably Smiles ~ Leah

  I'am going to repost this for    

http://thegypsymama.com the theme was opportunaity I thought this perfect prompt for this write. Blessings

 

 

It’s dVerse poets pub time:  http://dversepoets.com/

©LeahJLynn  ~5/24/12

Obstacles, unplanned

To become boundless in a ever changing world,

is a possible feat to complete

When your surrounded by the right type love

to compete.

Without these strong beams that holds the walls with in me

My beauty, nor poetry couldn’t be seen.

Nor my strength to move on and continue strong

Surpass the moon, play with the stars as they sing along.

As I reach the other side and kiss the sun

Getting there I’ am sure is not all fun.

Because, what’s possible for any of us

Dwells in us to trust.

Giving me, confidence, in this ever changing world

That I can rely on that one Love to unfurl

  My goals boundlessly, regardless of things that aren’t

quiet as one planned.

 

It’s dVerse Open Links Night ~45, what join in the good cheer than follow this link:

http://dversepoets.com

Blessings Live Life It’s audition for what’s yet to come, which is the best :)

©Leah.J 05/22/12

Another Possible day

 

Take in the moon lit sky.

encourage yourself to live,

take a dive

and learn how to fly.

 

Because, after all tomorrow is another day.

to play,

and enjoy the sun’s rays

 

While Thinking of ten more imPossiable things do.

 

Prompt for: Carry On Tuesday # 156  http://carryontuesdayprompt.blogspot.com

We had to use this sentence : “After all, tomorrow is another day”.  it is the last sentence of Margaret Mitchell's 1936 novel Gone with the Wind

Blessings Live Life and  complete what was once thought of imPossiable

Get back glare

Thru tortoise shell sun glasses, dark and seemly mysterious

among the hush arid air. Out of a dark blue Jaguar.

I women with a  get back stare.

In my eyespot, I stop to glare, Through think dark lashes

that are perfectly flared

She unfolds her hands, as to show she is vulnerable.

But, I know better of that predator, best I stay aware.

And mimic that get back stare she once shared.

As I became transfix by the transcription she bared on a thin

chain necklace made of gold that was quiet rare.

That said “I’ am U”

.

Seeing it soften  my stare, feeling as if I was in a tunnel

with no where to go, until I get to the end.

I became scared> questioning myself with care.

Is this pass, future, anyplace, where?

“I don’t remember having this metamorphous”

And Yet, my story will remind unfinished as am afraid

to come out of the cocoon I made.

Fully aware of my full  potential.

 

It’s Monday Melting (week 18) : Monday Melting (Week 18) follow this link to get there. here are the words we had to work with. Fun, please join in .

Blessings Live Life as your future self ~Leah :)

©Leah.J.Lynn 05/21/12

flutter
morph
mimic
funnel
tortoise
honeydew
crochet
surgical
transcription
imago
unfolded
vulnerable
predator
dry
excrete
orange/blue/brown (or alternative color words)
proboscis
coherent
photonic
eyespot
endemic
sodium
knobbed
pheromones
pencil
tunnel
bristle
wet
incense
jaguar

Love at first sight

What tale will we weave, by first look purposely to deceive. A Picture can tell , a thousand tales, string them all together, to make one real. A million paint strokes and pieces placed together to make a big picture. Is there anything truer, than a simple smile hiding the pain of the miles of  the jolly souls that perform before us, in still form?

                                                                       Or

Is the world our stage or a museum to serve and make our own personal points. Or are we lead by the foully  of a jester, who’s being ruled by the shadows deep in the hollows of an unseen mind. Who’s countenance  is to be warm and kind.To swoon and watch lover’s play, play out. But, in reality his emotions are in  draught.

                                                                           Or

These are  things I see, rather it’s  true, or just like the audience in the drawing and figure that’s rarely viewed. I  retrace the painting  in hopes that my personal points are not true. That it’s simply a picture, with an old song about the tears of a clown as I first perceived.

 

Story for The  Mag at: http://magpietales.blogspot.com/ please come and join the fun and write what you see in this intriguing piece of art :The Circus With the Yellow Clown, 1967, Marc Chagall

Blessing Live Life not like a face in the crowd and spread Peace :) ~Leah

©Leah.J.Lynn 05/20/12

When you just can't stop

dress by Mulberry via pinterest.com

Onyx in color, opal irradiate is the color of my screen.

Squared and jeweled, like a umber colored ring

depending on what I’ve seen or what I would to like see.

As it radiates beams of it’s HD screen and lights my room with it’s a glow.

Because I refuse to let go, as I sit Indian style on the floor

Laptop desk resting on my knees as my elbows hold me.

I just refuse, To get some rest , and start again tomorrow

My head is hard like a coconut, I’ll wait until I'am done

I don’t care if my eyes, body and hands go numb.

it’s important to me to make that last retweet  and tweet.

I want that peach frock on Pinterst  that I hadn’t realized

I pinned it twice, along with a picture of a willow tree

with a feline cat in it. That’s why I pinned it,

A cat in a tree eyes a glow , it look like an organic Thing 1

Don’t care about Thing 2.

Cause now, my eyes keep closing shut, to only open

to what spawned, from my hand dropping on ivy and

 keys. I open one eye to see a jade blue imp

staring back at me with hair like thistle and a tulip between his teeth.

With shock and horror, I click away instantly like wind

dose tumbleweed in the desert , the thoughts blow away from

my mind. The odd thing about this is before I confirm to my self

to get into bed, Inspiration hits me like lava after it has heated up

in a lava lamp. To start a poem and begin it with a sienna hue setting.

perhaps in a quaint town in Italy, perhaps of course in Tuscany

where I 'am sure my future husband is at. Or perhaps he’s in Australia

caring for koala bears, and chewing on eucalyptus leaves.

It don’t matter to me I note, as I sip warm milk, save my post

log off and go to sleep amongst a storm as told in old folk lore.

 

Holla, I did two prompts in one.

One is : dVerse poets pub~  Machine Dreams which you can follow that link to them

Second prompt:  Midweek Melting (Bonus Word Prompt) at this link:

http://rosemarymint.wordpress.com/ The words below are the words we were to use in our poem. the ones are the ones I used. so please feel free to join us it’s a lot of fun.

Blessings Live Life and join the fun ~Leah

©Leah.J.Lynn 05/09/12

 

ivy
jade
coconut
onyx
lava

feline
mulberry
willow
sinew
elbow

spawn
imp
alto
opal
umber

sienna
thistle
tumbleweed
eucalyptus
tulip

numb
peach
rye
lore
milk

Getting into the rhythm of the day

 

On the move getting into the groove of the day

Having my cup coffee, sit in a little nook along the wall.

taking a moment for self before going into work.

Sometimes, it isn’t  my favorite place.

I rather be anywhere,Than sitting in a office.

Where I face  the facts, of what  needs to get done.

What I need to do to provide for my family and I

 

So, Yes, this precious 45 minutes is where I can people watch

and not worry about solving any of there problems.

I can fill in my own imaginative blanks about thier lives.

As I watch a couple with smiling faces as the women rubs her

round belly and who I hope is her husband looks proudly on.

Their story, I conclude would read like most  new families

do.

 

This brings me to remembering, the birth and the bliss of my first child.

It takes my mind out of the lives of others and  into my own.

Where I become thankful and begin to count my blessings.

#1) my husband and two lovely kids.

#3) working  for a reputable law office as a corporate lawyer.

I could count more for the rest of my 45 minutes,

before heading to work, But, I’d rather enjoy Blessings

#4) some alone time, after car pooling with the hubby, and

#5) my delicious chocolate chip Frappuccino

with an extra shot of espresso. ~The End

 

Blessings, everyone I’m trying to switch gears a little. So forgive me if something dosen't sound right, or if you feel it’s not me. but I 'am going through another growth spurt with my writing and I 'am bravely displaying, what feels like awkward writing to me.s o if it sounds like it, that’s why. * For my regular group people please feel free to leave some  friendly advice.

With that said It’s Tuesday which means Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub. If anyone would like to come and join in the fun than follow this link: http://dversepoets.com/

 

Blessings  Live  #2)Life and be awkward , it can only make us better.~Leah :))

©05/08/2012Leah.J.Lynn

Waters most traveled

Everyday begins with a turn or a twist of some sort.

As we travel a life  over troubled waters.

We fall in deep, before we can calm the soul.

Weathering the cold of a deep turbulent matter.

before we can resurface to the top, for fresh breathe

that was once gaping for air.

We have to see the muck of what lies beneath.

Before we can see the beauty that’s set in front of us.

So that we may treasure just how precious we all are.

 

Blessings Live because we are precious views, that need to be seen ~Leah

I wrote this for Magpie Tales. Join  pls follow the link below:    http://magpietales.blogspot.com 

Image by R.A.D. Stainforth

©5/6/12 Leah.J.Lynn

Smiles, and keeping real

 

My days begin with insecurities, not believing in my my self. Putting a mask of make up on face, to hind the traces of what I feel I look like. Because of this fact I give in to foods that aren’t good for me, such as chips for snacks rather than nuts or oats.

 

However the smile on my face is real. it doesn't conceal the fact, regardless of my wee attacks.That I’ am  a happy and a blessed person. I 'am thankful for living in a responsive world of people, who might  realizes the same as I have.

 

As I pass by some of their  receptive smiling faces. Rather it’s on the subways to work, shopping at the grocery store or getting my happy dose of coffee from the local grind. Before dropping the lovely kids (sometimes) off where they need to be.

 

The smiles on across my lips is an reward to others for apperception of thier graces of giving the same kindness back. this is real. It’s also a badge of honor .Letting my self know that  no matter how I feel, it’s  far better to give.  in order to feel  true beauty with in and that Is soooo real.

 

Prompt for: At:http://thegypsymama.com

You, all know me looking for a bit inspiration.

Blessings Life and know tomorrow is a new day ~Leah

 

 

 

 

© 2012  Leah.J.Lynn

Have a blessed day

                                       Part I

 

So often my heart has been good, and I know all the proper words

as I should. What  to write  on paper as I write a cheerful rhyme.

So what better way to share my time. Give a piece of myself in hopes to help someone feel better. Let everyone know that they are loved, beautiful and something great to help them weather the weather. I just want for people to know they have a purpose in life in general. To continue holding on to it and never let it go.

So, long have I wanted to share these words, but with a purpose I pray that they have served.  As I place post its  in many  random places, in hopes to have been seen by different faces.  ~Leah  Plant A Kiss

 

Hello everyone It’s dVerse poets pub  Open link night-42 http://dversepoets.com/

A group of generous artist who spreads the hope for poets all around. giving us Courage to even write at all, so it’s only fitting that I share a poem about Plant A Kiss project. Which, by the way  I’m  completing tomorrow by reading and sharing other’s bloggers works. So until than feel free to read the poem before this one and get info for where to go read  and join in. they have prizes too.

Blessings and thank you family, friends and poets for giving me, me ~Leah