Friday 26 June 2015

218: Time To Go


Blankets brutally ripped away
expose warm flesh to winter’s frigid breath.
Lustfulness is thwarted by practicality.
Love isn’t always kind.

Dressing hurriedly, attention turns to unruly raven locks.
My brush harshly begins its labour
only to be stolen by the protesting blanket thief.
Tenderness returns, seated before the memory of last night’s fire
as he expertly burnishes my hair.

Love is redeemed
but these affectionate movements have me caught up once again.
Practicality ebbs away as a fresh surge of desire
threatens my timely departure.
First push, then pull, love plays
dangerously close to the edge of reason
as I allow myself to be gently pushed towards the door.



Lady Satellite

Friday 19 June 2015

217: No Words


I can make a poem out of anything
but when your arms surround me
my heart begins to sing
and though my inner senses riot
my external voice goes still and quiet
I find myself without means to speak
with my emotions surging towards their peak
and though my very being shouts
still no words are made aloud
there are no words to describe this feeling
there is no need when heaven is revealing.



Lady Satellite

Thursday 18 June 2015

216: Proletariat


Members of the proletariat…
Is that you? Are you that?
Do you know this word?
Is the meaning obscure?
Do you know? Are you sure?

Prone to misspelling
difficult to say perhaps
people let me help you out
let me tell you what it’s all about.

It describes the workers you can see
humble folk, just like you and me
the labouring classes
the long suffering masses.

Did you know? Were you right?
Is your vocab muscle, dormant or on strike?
Through education each can rise
and change the system so despised.
So people, take the time to learn new words
if you want those unhappy voices heard.


Lady Satellite

215: Vocab Stretch


Dragon rise, elegantly fly
soar across the leaden sky
show us all your fearsome beauty
ornery creature, capricious fire-breather
we bring you offerings and do our duty
do not atomize our city
spare us, we pray
have mercy, show pity
we come in silence
no garrulous chatter
name your price
it is no matter
let our crops stand
let our children play
we will feed you cows,
how many do you want today?


Lady Satellite

This was a response to a writing exercise. The challenge was to write a poem quickly using the following words: atomize, capricious, dragon, garrulous, ornery.

214: Maintenance Day


Maintenance days, we all need them
don’t be tempted, just to leave them.

Visit the doc, get that mole checked out
you already know what that’s about.

Whether it’s a haircut, shave or colour
do it yourself or spend the dollars.

Taking the time, says you are worthwhile
it makes you happy, it makes you smile.

Look after yourself and don’t neglect
to find the time and feel the effect.


Lady Satellite

Wednesday 17 June 2015

213: A Feminist's Dilemma


To shave or not to shave, that is the question.
Whether ‘tis nobler to maintain the principle
of warmth in winter and let hair freely grow
or whether in pursuit of some ideal of perfection
I should shave my limbs smooth because society approves
and render my body colder with every hair that I remove.

My body image is just fine
wearing jeans and stockings in winter time
the decision not to shave was quite easy
until along came a man who upset my logical plan
and made my feminist principles uneasy.

Thoughts of being seen in your underwear
make you think hard about whether you care.
Do you feel sexy as nature intended?
Do you really care if your man is offended?
Shouldn’t he love me just as I am?
Is my self-confidence really just a sham?

It’s hard to be sure about my reasons anymore
the only thing I know, is that hair has got to go
but am I really doing it, for him or for me?
To hell with feminist principle, I like smooth and sexy!


Lady Satellite

Tuesday 16 June 2015

212: Time


Time by design
a fickle master
one hour slow
the next much faster
no clock can control
the pace of each minute
my mind has no timekeeper
lodged within it.

Do emotions control time
as time controls me?
Do sad days linger
and happy days flee?
Does reality die
in the eyes of perception
while time flies by
in the arms of affection?

Sometimes, maybe
but then again no
I remember those moments
in the afterglow
when time stood still
and my soul expanded
entwined with yours,
time was enchanted.

Lady Satellite

Sunday 14 June 2015

211: Fear No More

This child fears death
but this woman has no regrets;
this child outgrew her fears
she has lived beyond the tears.

This child fears joy
but this woman is no longer coy;
this child has learnt to feel
as time has turned its wheel.

This child fears shadows
but this woman’s energy glows;
this child has found her torch
she treads at night without a thought.

This child fears living
but this woman embraces everything;
this child has learnt to trust
who she is, is more than enough.

This child fears love
but this woman’s heart has filled up;
this child has been healed
and now the woman is revealed.


Lady Satellite

210: No Regrets


Rejoice that our meandering paths have finally crossed
Revere the mystery of chance versus design
Revel in the perfect balance of our connection
Relish the future we will experience together
Respect time for shaping us this way
Nothing in life is a waste of time
It has made me yours, and made you mine
Regret nothing or you will undo what was created.


Lady Satellite

209: Duelling Poets


You flatter me sir
they are words, nothing more
I play I have fun
perhaps look for a pun.

Tis a pleasure to be
with those who are free
to explore the elegance and grace
of words put in place
with care and with thought
the way they truly ought.

En garde! We will dance 
with the words of romance
Present arms, then lunge
I parry, you plunge
without threat, demonstrate skill
sharpening minds, a test of will.

Lady Satellite

Wednesday 10 June 2015

208: Bottle This


One hand on the dashboard
banging out the beat
five fingers on the steering wheel
tapping down the street.

Lungs at full capacity
volume maxed out singing
high energy electronic dance music
has got my brainwaves zinging.

My body propelled by music
is bouncing on the spot
celebrating happiness
by giving all I’ve got.

You might think I’m crazy
partying on my own
but if you knew this feeling
there’d be no cause to moan.

Everything right in my world today
emotions I’d love to bottle
happiness spilling over
just like winning lotto.

If I could find a way to capture this
I’d take a draft each morning
the perfect winter antidote
to a cold start when I’m yawning.


Lady Satellite

Tuesday 9 June 2015

207: Reality Check


Actions speak louder
than those three little words
though women’s hearts’ melt
when first they are heard.

In our youth we believe
the words people say
maturity brings wisdom
to notice each day.

Little things people do
demonstrate as fact
the way that they feel
in the way that they act.



Lady Satellite

Monday 8 June 2015

206: Trust


I have sought
but have not found
a reason to retreat
to higher ground.

I fear the delusion
of wishful thinking
and question my motives
for enjoying and believing.

How do I trust
that four letter word
after a life of pain
have I found the reverse?

I question this vine
that binds us together
are you strong enough
to withstand all weather?

Then day by day
I see bright new shoots
and feel the earth move
as it puts out more roots.

Blossoms adorn it
soon the flowers will set
a beautiful crop
of the sweetest fruit yet.

Lady Satellite

Sunday 7 June 2015

205: Relief


Inner space
safety’s place
no hard edges or demands
A treat to be
relaxed and free
the inner life brings grace.

Outer space
my life a race
cuts and bruises scar
always a chore
still hundreds more
step off the track, change pace.



Lady Satellite

204: Flat


Flat. Have you been there?
It’s a place within us all
where the heart monitor doesn’t blip
and the blood pressure only falls.

The sun never reaches there
so the dawn never beckons
just an endless night of nothing
while the undertaker reckons.

I cannot say it’s painful
because to feel would bring relief
everything anaesthetised
suspended all belief.

Catatonia has taken over
autopilot at the helm
my soul has shut-up-shop.
Do you know this feeling well?

I am not dead, nor am I dying
those require too much effort
I am alive, but not trying
gripped by lethargy and depression.


Lady Satellite

Friday 5 June 2015

203: Room for Rent


You haven’t stolen my heart
I chose to let you enter
despite the dodgy start
I think you’ll be a good renter.

You’re intelligent and smart
so I don’t think I’ll get bored
just remember I don’t like drunks
and don’t get too self-assured.

I love that you’re fit and healthy
please don’t turn into a slob
I love that you’re gainfully employed
so please don’t lose your job.

I don’t mind if your hair goes white
although I’d prefer if it stays on your head
and it doesn’t matter if you’re tall
because we all dance horizontal in bed.

You’ve earnt your place in my heart
I am happy to have you dwelling there
you are respectful of the privilege
and I know you’ll always take care.

Just remember that room in my heart
is only rented, you don’t own me
bad tenants will be evicted
that’s the rule in the love economy.

Lady Satellite

Thursday 4 June 2015

202: Echoes


Echoes call me,
in whispers they fall
around my ears and land at my feet,
their business is complete,
they have no rights
there is no repeat.

Shoo! Go away!
You will not disturb me.
Stop invading my head.
You are the past.
You are dead.
Leave me be.
Stop shaking my bed.

Like the potential
for a thief in the night
the callous cry of a scaremonger
will not cast a blight,
there is no entry here
for the exhaust fumes
of my life.


Lady Satellite

Wednesday 3 June 2015

201: Conversation with the Wind


Wind on my face
I greet you;
hair lashing my cheeks
I thrill to be alive
and feel your movement
unfettered, free
as am I.

Today, we are kindred spirits
playful, mischievous
full of life and fun.
Today, I want to dance
in your eddies
turn quickly and then run
to the fence
where the leaves are caught
and I will brace myself
against the rail
while you assail me
and make my clothes snap taught.

In the sunshine I adore you
as you hold me, in this place;
come the night a different story
as you terrorise my mind with sound.

I am fickle just like you.
Fear and darkness
go hand in hand,
kindred spirits no more
as you stalk this night time land.


Lady Satellite

200: A Vampire's Kiss


You touched my neck so tenderly
I was convinced of your kiss.
Now I cannot see you, yet you are still right here.
How can it be, that you feel so very near?
Miles of separation, have not affected the feeling in my heart
the one which you injected, with such a secret art.
What sorcery, what drug is this,
that flooded my brain and came from your kiss?
I fear I know, just what this is, for I am truly smitten,
thou art in truth, a vampire and I have just been bitten.


Lady Satellite

Tuesday 2 June 2015

199: Time for Reflection


Heart strings held taught
feel the tug of your anxiety.
Sensations magnified
in the still of waiting.
Miles are meaningless,
anguish nips the air
and jangles my nerves
unexpectedly.

There is much to consider
Death the philosopher approaches
his lesson is procrastination’s antidote.
As responsibility passes
to another generation,
He urges you to live.

Lady Satellite