HONESTY

Honesty so intense 

that you feel both naked in a crowd 

and yet clothed within your own heart, 

protected from the deceit that is all around... 

Conversation so light 

yet heavy, 

that you are left clinging to words, 

like raindrops 

on leaf edges fighting gravity, 

and smiling as the hours 

pass into the new day...

K.M.Q.F.

6/14/13

Switching Gears

Climbing higher
falling deep
sweet denial
losing sleep
waiting, wondering
questions asked
answers hidden
fading fast
music playing
rhymes abound
happy feelings
happy sounds
subjects covered
secrets out
but not the one
need know about
wanting you
wanting me
 no one says it
let it be
culmination
rising tide
drowning then
dying inside
hearing something
stinging word
feeling dead from
what I heard
losing losing
no I cant
grateful, honest, 
truth at last
empty feeling
sick inside
damaged heart
damaged pride
then you touch me
in your way
only words
what you say
rescue me
talk me down
hold me closer
kiss my frown
cant deny this
power inside
electric energy
desire abide
maybe different
still the same
 flooding passion
but different game
all for nothing
definitely not
feelings unwasted
nothing forgot
only tomorrow
and days ahead
defines the choice
or feathers the bed
Last night found us
switching gears
tomorrow  smiles
will conquer tears...

K.M.Q.F.
6/12/13

Evolution...

My heart's been 

both broken,

yet fed from the same source, 

with love and growth.

Life and relationships,

indeed an evolution, 

a continuing circle of relevance, 

a journey not to be taken lightly, 

but to be respected in full semblance of time...

not to be continually questioned, 

yet at some times necessary to be done.

Pain and pleasure walk together its true...

but I believe we have passed the apastron of our path 

and there is only one direction remaining to go...

toward wherever 

fate carries us...

-K.M.Q.F.

6/12/13

The Heart Beats...

My heart
like the tightly closed flower
so long...
awaiting him.
who makes me smile
not only outside,
upward turned lips,
but inside.
His touch
soft and hesitant
knocking at the door to my heart
which like a stone
became hard
but will find a way
to enter like a quiet butterfly
approaching from the air
like a breath
brushing gently against me
waking me to him
drawing me out
and into him
calming me
like gentle summer rain
soaking us
like rose petals
lips passing over me
pulling me like a rising tide.
He is patient
He awaits
like warm Spring sun
as the flower that is my heart
slowly unfurls.
I will feel
like a pulse
each grain of sand
being added to eternal beaches
as its worn off my heart
by his touch.
The passion, 
As soon as his lips will touch mine 
And his hands will play upon me,
on my skin, my hair,
guiding my face and mouth
to his own,
It will grow
from a drop of dew
to an ocean 
All of me aching for him; 
Making me without any will
Just wanting him.
The shudder of joy... 
Our passion burning me blind
touching with such dexterity 
tremendous sensuality
for a moment nothings real
except to feel his desire 
Taking me as part of him
Demanding and responding
his way 
Waves of pleasure splashing
Into my very soul 
No one will ever do it so right 
Till his soft open lips 
arouse mine.
Only then
will the flower be open
bendind toward,
and facing the sun unafraid.
And my inward and outward smile
will belong to him....

-K.M.Q.F.

6/10/2013

NO REGRETS

A nurse caring for ppl at the ends of their lives, did a study...
to find the top 5 regrets ppl had when looking back over their lifetime.

The number one regret, I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me...  is what interests me...and it is why I am sooo happy to be now living, saying, dreaming, experiencing, DOING what I want and what makes me happy...FINALLY!! 

I'm sorry if ppl don't care for the fact that i am exploring an earth-based religion rather than swallowing whats been spoon-fed all my life...

and I'm sorry if the things I'm enjoying and doing now make me "weird" in the eyes of my kids...

I will go to my grave with a smile, knowing I did what was fun, what I wanted to experience...

dance like no one's looking, 

sing in front of a crowd and be proud even if my voice sucks, 

walk barefoot in the dirt, 

and soak up the sun in my own way, 

go "fanatical" with fruits and veggies, 

drum in a circle connecting to another level of my consciousness, 

help kids achieve dreams, 

hang out with artists and musicians, and ppl who feel like I do...

feel the same spirit of creativity... 

lend a hand to others in need,

or soak myself in fake blood and be a zombie in a movie...

Number one on this list of regrets will NEVER be me anymore...and i'm sorry, but i'm very proud of that! **PEACE**

The Top 5 Regrets of The Dying

www.collective-evolution.com

A palliative nurse recorded the most common regrets of the dying and put her findings into a book called ‘The Top Five Regrets of The Dying.’ It’s not surprising to see what made the list as they are all things that touch each of our lives as we struggle to pay attention to and make [...]

Second Time Around (to two girls)

You loved him,

                         you "said"

                      I loved you too...

                  (i misjudge a lot; i guess,

                      i'm easily drawn

                 to tie up my heart strings

                       with others')

                       you hurt him, 

                          and me.

                      he hurt you too.

               (i didnt know all of it; i guess,

                      i'm easily fooled

                into issues of heart-feelings

                         by others)

                        You love him,

                          I know it.

                  I'm scared to love you too...

                 (it's hard to trust; i guess,

                        but I need to,

                  even if my heart's afraid

                         of others)

                         I love you

                          you know... 

                    I hope that's safe too...

                 (I don't want to hurt i guess,

                    but we need to trust,

                even if our hearts are afraid

                         of others)

                  -Kathleen M. Quinn-Farber

                      5/17/13

OWN TRUTH

The hardest,

most stinging

slap in the face,

is when you get angry due to an 

occurrence...

then realize

your own negligence

brought it upon you.

This is

the true motivation

for change...

-Kathleen M.Quinn-Farber

5/17/13

The hardest, most stinging slap in the face, is when you get angry due to an occurrence, then realize your own negligence brought it upon you. This is the true motivation for change...