His Bare Bride

Crazy Bride

He called her crazy

    and she giggled with glee

    flinging her top off

    for all to see

He drove down the road

    bare bride at his side

    her hands in the air

   enjoying the ride

A honk and a whistle

    oh she got more than one

    he smiled as he watched her

    having sheer naked fun

How lucky am I

    he thought with a grin

    to have married this girl

    who revels in sin

So here’s to the Crazy Ones

    who don’t give a fuck

    if you find one to marry

    godspeed and good luck!

 

©MidwestFantasy

08/07/2017

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Run With Scissors Because

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Run with scissors

   because you’re not supposed to

 

Say NO when asked

   because you don’t have to

 

Day drink

   because you simply want to

 

Go commando

   because it’s freeing

 

Wear the high heels

   because your legs look great and to hell with pain

 

Break made up rules

   because who the fuck made them anyway

 

Love more than one

   because hearts are big and have lots of room

 

Live how you wish

   because the only rules come from within

 

©MidwestFantasy

07/09/2017

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Me Again

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You know what? The sun came out today.  Wow.  Not happening here lately.  And what happens inside me when the sun is out–a good thing.  The winter heart dissolves.  The smiling soul rises. That long lost giddily happy no cares girl comes out to play.  And she did.  A little wine on outdoor patio with best friend.  Sunglasses. Giggles.  Sex talk.  All fun. Loss of melancholy  me and sadness.  Damn, this is what makes me alive.  Maybe I am me again.

Territory of My Mind

via Daily Prompt: Territory

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I love to wander

a territory all mine

it’s no one else’s land

entrance banned

from all outsiders

open

vast

sprawling

no horizons

no end

A place

I can run, hide, or seek

I  laze in sun

or weep in cloudy gray

I plod steadily along

with heavy feet

or skip with light heart

This land is mine to own

sometimes it owns me

 a saving grace

or a graceful fall

it doesn’t matter

it’s the only thing

that is all mine

©MidwestFantasy

03/29/2017

 

I Don’t Accept

via Daily Prompt: Acceptance

 

Acceptance.  What we are all supposed to do.  Right? Well I kind of say Fuck that.

I don’t accept my hair turning gray.  I like it blonde.

I don’t accept knees hurting.  I keep working out.

I don’t accept being tired.  I fight it.

I don’t accept wearing old lady clothes.  I shop in juniors.

I don’t accept slowing down.  Hell with that.

I don’t accept not going to fun, young bars.  Hell, they make me dance!

I don’t accept staying home in quiet every night.  I am alive! Let me breathe!

I don’t accept I can’t do that anymore.  Fuck yes I can and will.

I don’t accept wearing a tankini.  I wear my bikini.

I don’t accept “we never have sex”.  That’s a death threat.

I don’t accept solemn, non-smiling.  There’s a lot to be fucking happy about!

I don’t accept not being me.  No matter my age.  Not matter my looks.

I AM GOING TO DO WHAT I WANT NEVER ACCEPT LESS AND HAVE A FUCKING GOOD TIME DOING IT.💃

 

©MidwestFantasy

03/22/2017