Territory of My Mind

via Daily Prompt: Territory

field

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

 

 

 

Where It Happens

wine candle

Night.  Dark.  Silence.  Candlelight, wine, and me. This is where it happens.  Introspective, wild, daring thought that can’t come play in daytime. No one is watching.  No one is asking.  No one is over my shoulder looking. Secretively delightful in such a naughty, daring way. Sly smiles of this is a me none know, as I cuddle up with a blanket and grins of hell I am on fire.  Dare of dark luring me to let loose and breathe words. A moment where I smile in the satisfaction of no one knowing what my mind writes–except me.