Breaking It

inside my soul

a splitting sound

loud as a thunderous storm

who thought the

sky was falling down

for Heaven didn’t warn

heart beats strong

it’s built to last

through hurricanes insane

another gain

on Love’s brigade

guns ablaze for pain

through wind and rain

remember my name

etched and brightly lit

been in sun

rays bright like heart

no longer breaking it

….

by Felicia Lujan

3.28.18

Fiery Bliss

an endless flame

it burns within

a stinging singe

of pure, sweet bliss

by Felicia Lujan

3.26.2018

Sandalwood Fairy

rustling wings

on tainted winds

woods intoxicate

her core

kissed by trees

a fairy searched

for the scent to

make her soar

~

by Felicia Lujan

3.15.18

No One Trick Pony

you got that right
there’s no disagreeing
ya got no one trick here
smart and strong
court unicorns
just magical, my dear

gotta say
figured me out
ya got no one trick here
built Ford tough
with gold laced heart
simply magical, my dear

by Felicia Lujan
2.17.2018

Consumed

☆~☆Photos taken from that spot in my yard where I find complete peace and I’m free to be consumed by stars.☆~☆

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

The Iron Wolf

~A poem dedicated to a Happy New Year in the gym. I’m ready to burn 2018 down!!~

2018… Don’t fuck with me cuz I’m ready for a dirty, wicked fight.

I’ll stomp… then scream… I won’t back down. Now you are in my sight.

Ready for war… I’m mad with rage and you’re a soldier I command.

Each day… you’ll beg, but I’m in control and I’ll make the final stand.

2018… Don’t fuck with me cuz I’m ready for a nasty, ironclad fight.

I’ll push, then pull. I’m in command. Now you are in my sight.

by Felicia Lujan
12.31.17

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

Push

Push soft, strong
hands into ecstasy
and taste an ocean
salted, in my heart.
The deep blue…
cold… hot fingertips.
Waves of stars there
from the start.

by Felicia Lujan
11.18.2017

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

This Bad Bitch Reigns

The illest chick
sits rightly so upon
her self-made throne.

Daring those who think
they can to take the
seeds she’s sown.

There are none who
can compete with this
driven, tainted soul.

I guarantee… this
bad bitch reigns with
each and every goal.

So let them come and
watch them leave in
the presence of a Queen.

Scepter of iron and wicked
things these peasants couldn’t
be me in their dreams.

by Felicia Lujan
11.1.2017

When it rains…

“The rain is
in a sense
the sole,
sad friend
of those who
find themselves
thinking…
wide awake
until the dawn,
who in bed,
alone, with
fevered hands,
listen to it,
soothed. They
like the company
of its faint
moan across the
sleeping plain…
its rustling in
the garden all
night long.”

On the Great Grey Road 
(Sur ce Grand Chemin Gris)
~~~~Alain-Fournier

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Rain in Santa Fe 9.6.17

Submerged

“…buried in those two infinities… the ocean and the sky at one and the same time. One is a tomb, the other is a shroud.”
○~~~Victor Hugo
○~~~Les Misérables

Here is my latest digital composite. I think it may be one of my best yet. There is so much symbology here on so many levels. My head is a mysterious, dark and powerful place. This design took some intricate layering, blending techniques and other effects.

Digital composite by Felicia Lujan ~ 8.2017