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Beautiful 

February 13, 2017

~~~~~~~~”All is Vanity” by C. Allan Gilbert, 1873-1929

derived from deep under the skin…beauty is more than meets the eye

radiate with inner strength…a real beauty never dies

by Felicia Lujan
2.2017

Drink the Fire

February 11, 2017

God built this soul to withstand fire. No burn shall sear the skin.

Forged in flames from Earth to sky. Never injured by your sin.

So treat me bad. Polish your smile. I understand your game.

Good built this soul to withstand fire. He gives me strength to endure pain.

by Felicia Lujan
2.2017

× in fog ×

February 8, 2017
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Photograph of fog in Santa Fe, New Mexico (January 2017) by Felicia Lujan

aimlessly × the road she roams × her heart × a guide she trusts

faces lost × they come and go × those things familiar × cloaked by fog

within the haze × beacons of hope × lights bright × yet hidden still

relentlessly × the road × she roams × her mind a puzzle × she can’t trust

faces × cold × they stay then leave × those things unkonwn × disguised by fog

within the smoke × the mirrors break × lights beam yet shed no light

hopelessly × the road × she roams × her heart × a guide she needs

by Felicia Lujan
2.3.2017

Oneiroi Dream

November 15, 2016

just one
so faint
I taste it’s core
it never went away

lingering
a sullen scent
night swallowed
by the day

one dream
wrapped up
in distant stars
burning memory

drift away
go far from here
though the dream
shall set us free

by Felicia Lujan
11.15.2016

In Greek Mythology, “the Oneiroi were the dark-winged spirits (daimones) of dreams which emerged each night like a flock of bats from their cavernous home in Erebos–the land of eternal darkness beyond the rising sun. The Oneiroi passed through one of two gates (pylai). The first of these, made of horn, was the source of the prophetic god-sent dreams, while the other, constructed of ivory, was the source of dreams which were false and without meaning.” Source: theoi.com

Guard Well Your Treasure

November 4, 2016

“Guard well within yourself that treasure, kindness. Know how to give without hesitation, how to lose without regret, how to acquire without meanness.”
•~~George Sand

Tonight we took my son and his friend to eat at Taco Bell, before hitting Whole Foods. While the two boys ate, a young lady who worked at Taco Bell sat near us in the corner. She was sitting quietly eating a burrito on her break.

Once the boys were done eating, we all got up to head out. When I turned around toward the door, I noticed another young woman behind me. She had come in from the rainy, dark night while my back was to her.

As I passed by, I looked at her life strewn across two tables. She had laid out a brush, lotion, a book, and several other things. What got me, was the packet of Ramen noodles because I was sure she had no home to go to. I thought… “does she even have a pot to cook those in?”

She was wet and looked tired from carrying a huge, old backpack. I’d say she was 100 pounds. She didn’t even notice me because she was stuffing herself with what I assumed was Halloween candy. Walking out to the car, I asked my son “did she even eat?” I didn’t know since my back was to her. He said “no… she didn’t.”

I turned right around and walked back in. When I approached her she looked worried… like I was going to tell her to leave. I asked her if she wanted food and she got a huge smile and said “yes! Please! Can I get a chalupa?” I laughed and said “of course, get whatever you want girl.” She got “a meal” too.

While the young girl who worked at Taco Bell rang it up, the other girl asked me what my name was. I told her and asked her hers. She thanked me and shook my hand with a smile. I told her “be careful out there girl. It is dangerous and it’s getting cold.”

I feel good about doing nice things for people, especially those in need. What made me feel even better is what happened after that. When the young girl working at Taco Bell gave me my card back, she said “can you give me a moment?” I said “sure,” but was thinking… “I thought she gave me my receipt?”

She disappeared then came back with a bag. I said “what’s this? I didn’t order anything else?” She had given me a free bag with dessert and told me “that was really sweet of you. This is for you.” I thought that was cute. I guess you never know who’s heart you’re touching with a good deed.

The Sound

October 6, 2016

your voice
the sound
filling this void
a thousand oceans
flood my heart

the sound
your words
fall in my ear
autumn leaves
and salty air

your voice
the sound
filling my chest
a thousand oceans
drown my heart

by Felicia Lujan
10.6.2016

Broken Things

September 16, 2016

For you
The one
A bitter lick
Dipped in
Honey bliss

Never be
Gone, yet
Disappear
Craziness
We miss

Blackness
My heart
Beats like it’s
Yours, but it’s
Barely mine

Something
Nothing
Incomplete
Broken things
Still shine

Save you
Own you
Twisted souls
A drug beyond
Insane

Look at me
Now, feel
Frozen heat
Savor our
Lovely pain

by Felicia Lujan
•♦5150♦•
9.16.2016


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