Have You Ever Had An Ache

Have you ever had

an ache?



That lay there in wait



Silently



Deadly



Eating your flesh

harsh wound

still fresh



Have you ever had

an ache?



That lay there in wait



Hiding



Violently



Feeding you lies

dark shadow

sharp cries



Have you ever had

an ache?



That lay there in

wait



Slicing



Bloodily



killing your soul

fierce battle

taken toll



Have you ever had

an ache?



That lay there in

wait



Timeless



True



Reminding you

thine self

be true.



Katherine Marion

http://www.supernaturalwoman.com/



P.S.

Sometimes we can be "our own harshest critic'. Tormenting ourselves with false expectations; tired beyond relief and hurting for the tears no one is there to pick up, and maybe never has been.

That dull hurt never goes away. We go out of our way to dull our senses and cover up the numbness that comes with remembering to forget. Yet, there is still hope in finding a joy, deep within that you never thought you would ever know.

I Need A Friend

I need a friend

whom to no end



loves me unconditionally

just for me



I need a friend

whom to no end



allows me

my eccentriicity

just being me



I need a friend

whom to no end



accepts me

livng life freely

all about me



I need a friend

whom to no end



treats me

so very tenderly

seeing only me



I need a friend

whom to no end



treasures me

giving gernrously

looking after me



I need a friend

whom to no end



holds me

setting me free

so I can be me.



P.S.

Lately, looking at some of the people whom consider themselves my friends, I wonder why I settle for less?

So many gifts would we all be rewarded if we simply allow ourselves to be our own best friend, being as honest as is neccesary, in order to touch that hurting place, ever so gently.

Still Juicy, After All ...

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Rooted Like Me

As does a tree                  Feb 4th, 2010

 rooted

like me


Remain safe

within

any storm


As does a tree

rooted

like me


Protect her own

without

the norm


As does a tree

rooted

like me


Own her power

silent

beauty given


As does a tree

rooted

like me


Offer love

being

the forgiven


As does a tree

rooted

like me


Fall slowly

dropping

earths misery

As does a tree

rooted

like me


Rise again

energy

free to be.


Katherine Marion

http://www.supernaturalwoman.com/

P.S.

I am able to thank a 'friend' of mine and not unto himself, for bringing life to this poem, once so beautifully brewing within the conscious cauldron's of my soul. Making me now, even more wondrously whole!

Earlier today, my shining son and I overcame a misunderstanding; feelings were hurt and joy was seemingly temporarily lost. Since my beautiful boy chose to not do as I had earlier bade him, it was my task to finish ... I asked a neighboring male admirer and father unto his own, to help me on my immediate and short lasting endeavours of the evening. I was spoken to in a harsh and unbecoming manner and told, "Since I met you, months ago, you have made no progress, at all". As if I AM someone to subject myself to judgement of another who need only learn take care of his own life. No explanation is needed from me. Afterall, he be the biter that has bitten off more than he can chew. For I shall be not a shrew. Yet, a caring individual who forgives many a sad few. Merely by re-making myself anew!!!


P.P.S.

And, in honor of the holy Goddess I AM constantly becoming and in such a becoming manner ... I do wholesomely welcome you to admire, appreciate and salivate over my rising glory from this past fall ...

Hope you enjoy my pretty pic, put in your order for a poster and post your consciousness-raising commentary. Thanks so magically much.

SAAAAVVVEEE THHHHEEEE GARDEN!!!!!!


(and my food sourse)!

Blessed Am I

Burning the beeswax candles at both ends

Grateful for luscious light that sends ...



Love to all within this tenderness here

Bringing every one a little bit nearer

Found within the center of our happy heart

Lives the love that we generously impart



Allowed to share all we consciouly create

Upon this blessed earth to appetite's sate

Know you are at our table this very night

To enjoy our sanctuary we hope you might.



Katherine Marion

http://www.supernaturalwoman.com/



P.S.

After a blissful bike-ride under the stars, one hour of empowering yoga, and a power weight work-out at the gym, I sit at our pretty reburbished teak table; to give infinite thanks ....

The Politics of Big Boobs

Big boobs have been around for ages

Since the dawn of flat-chested sages


Sexy symbols pay the highest price

Always looked at more than twice


Mother Theresa had no tits to bite

Beggars to save in poverty's fight


Marilyn lost hers to pills and booze

Poor choices helped her life to lose


Mae West with  men on a short leash

No man did she serve or try to please


Liz Taylor's diamond covered cleavage

Couldn't cover up a weighty seepage


Raquel Welch was the epitamy of hot

Proving real breast can never be bought


At 72 - Sophia Loren posing for Pirelli

Nude calendar shot in sexually open Italy


What ever happened to class and tit?

No scary plastic surgeons paid to slit


A world where sexy can't be bought

Not simply fatty fishes to be caught


Feminine may be the order of the day

When tit stays where it does first lay


Upon the chest of every young girl

Sits potential to give truth a whirl


Mammory glands are what you wish

Not all breasts are considered a dish


You gotta know how to wear 'em

To carry a piece of art is as a gem


Handling with care and utmost respect

All jerk-off's to unforgivingly reject


Keep sight of your toes in your plight

Abreast of your powers within sight


Dolly Parton knew that as a wee girl

Her voice was her own to give a twirl


More pay the price than not our aught

Self-esteem is a costly war to be fought


Must be why I AM grabbing mine to run

Besides, bruising is never that much fun!


Katherine Marion

http://www.supernaturalwoman.com/


P.S.

And, to think ...this all erupted after speaking to the Asian bank teller with the A-cup, this afternoon, about how I lost many a job in my life, due to my breasts. Another mammorable article in the magical making ...

Stay tuned in and turned on! I know you are.


P.P.S.

No wonder I have been told I AM meant to live out loud. If  I can't keep my breasts tucked in, how am I supposed to be able to keep my truth from being heard?


P.P.P.S.

Even though I have hundreds of sexy boob shots, just felt I would share one ( literally) wee amatuer shot of me, captured ( I use that term - loosely ) this summer of 09.

All the breast!