Sandalwood

sacred, sweet
a fleeting dream
pure heartwood
brushed my lips

center of time
Earthly beings
scent lingers on
numb fingertips

rare ritual
begin to fly
into chasms
of your deep

aromatic quality
one piece of life
the scent is
yours to keep

priceless smell
fever distilled
sandalwood lofts
into my soul

alpha-santalol
heartwood bleeds
fragrant oil
takes a toll

Felicia Lujan
8.20.2022

Iced Memz

I’ll take it stiff
just on the rocks
frozen solid
still on ice

pour me a glass
of shivery dreams
in a steam swept
artic paradise

frost-bound love
glacier of souls
drifting quickly
off to sea

iced memories bleed
droplets of snow
in the complexity
of we

by Felicia Lujan
9.16.2019

puzzling

fit just right
to break apart
tongues tied
with sultry
breath

fit my body
fit my mind
prefectly
right fast to
the death

touch each
piece not in
waking dreams
but right here
tainted flesh

fitting in
and
fitting out
just lovely
to enmesh

each curve
so sleek
contour unique
a mold around
your lips

marking our
lines a
puzzling map
down to aching
weighted hips

by Felicia Lujan
8.25.19

Rubble

ashes
debris
it’s what remains
on the residue
of time

ruins
wreckage
remnants of life
just dust
of yours and mine

residual
it’s what is left
like
uneaten
hungry words

fade to grey
in metal hearts
where each
beat is slightly
blurred

pieces left
and tatters right
strewn across
each thought
of we

if you look
for me
it’s what remains
in the
rubble of memory

by Felicia Lujan
9.25.2018

Watch “The Civil Wars – Kingdom Come”

Some haunting, dusty boot music to settle rattling bones.

Amazing lyricists for sure…

Gingerz n Wordz Tho… Watch “Luke Combs- Must’ve Never Met You”

Sadly… That’s Just the Way It Is

“Men come and go, cities rise and fall, whole civilizations appear and disappear-the earth remains, slightly modified. The earth remains, and the heartbreaking beauty where there are no hearts to break…. I sometimes choose to think, no doubt perversely, that man is a dream, thought, an illusion, and only rock is real. Rock and sun.”

Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire: A Season in the Wilderness

Nice Find Tho… No Joke

I’ve had this phone case for a while, so I got a new one this weekend. I changed my pop socket to a ring to try something new. It was hard to part with the case, but I decided to leave it behind at a mall in Albuquerque. I took this picture right before I left it, with hope The Joker would be taken into good hands.

Singe

Some singe the strand that binds a bird to emotion riddled dreams.

Doth thou not know that even in love not all is as it seems?

Singe the cord. Still stretched in time, but burning at one end.

Doth thou not know that even in love there is not a cardinal mend?

Some singe a strand, which ties a bird to the heavens in glass dreams.

Doth thou not know that even in love the strand burns right at the seam?

by Felicia Lujan
1.31.18

Burn

their book
it burned
page by page
with chapters
never read

each page
a wish
tucked in
a dream
ink ablaze
and fiery red

by Felicia Lujan
1.5.18

Floaty

Float away… in muck
and love… made of the
finest soup you crave

I give… I take… dance
sleepless miles… always
bending just to save

I love your life of
sleeker streams… built
right… to suit your
dreams

Floating high… I feel
the heat… meant to
scortch the weakest
things

Float away… in muck
and love… made right…
to suit your needs

I give… I take… swim
in my sleep… always
lost amongst the weeds

by Felicia Lujan
12.19.17

So Much More

Not just the way he pulled her locks… but how he pulled the tides within her heart.

Not just hands reaching salty sweet… she could feel his soul touching each part.

Each part of her… from crown to tail… like the ocean soaking up the beach.

A sailor’s dream… a lonely drink… mermaid just beyond his reach.

by Felicia Lujan
12.13.17

Sleep Sounds… “Lullaby of the Ocean”

Conceal and Carry

conceal and carry
love and such
writhing under your skin

pushed away
with softest strength
just like a borrowed sin

striker-fired
aim for the heart
inflamed with exit wounds

his bullets… gold
will kill a queen and
leave territory in ruins

by Felicia Lujan
11.15.17

Try to Be Human

I do love me some Penny Dreadful… a series written with lovely, dark sophistication. This is a powerful scene in season 3 when the Created deters from the Creator.

“It is to easy
being monsters.
Let us try to be
human.” 

-Victor Frankenstein
to the Monster he
created… Lily