Moochie’s Mementos (and a pic or two)

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Remember

The once shone clarity of a moment
Run over by waves of time
Turned to a weathered frost

A kiss upending entire worlds
So many years later
Becoming a sigh of breath

*sending energy hugs*
 
Excellent choice of words and pics for the last 2 days.

There is nothing to forgive. Most of us are happy that you are posting as much as you do, and daily individual responses are not needed.
 
No need to apologize ... just know that each day you post we come looking for your words and your fantastic pictures. You don't need to thank us .... we thank you!
 
I'm glad to see another November series from you Moochie :) I hope the fall is bringing good vibes with it!

:rose:
 
November 12, 2021: a raw poem

Arrangements


in a heart where
so recently
a thousand flowers
bloomed at once,
They are being cut

in the secret of time
each bud is
freshly excised
with surgical precision
leaving the raw stems
to scar over

the blossoms then taken,
carefully placed
in the marked containers,
and sealed away
where they will never
desiccate or die
 
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Arrangements

in a heart where
so recently
a thousand flowers
bloomed at once,
They are being cut

in the secret of time
each bud is
freshly excised
with surgical precision
leaving the raw stems
to scar over

the blossoms then taken,
carefully placed
in the marked containers,
and sealed away
where they will never
desiccate or die

Moochie, I feel better able to use words after learning from reading your posts. Yet, your pictures transcend my ability to adequately describe how beautiful you are inside and out. Thank you for sharing.
 
*hugs*
Love the pics. The dress looks gorgeous on you.
I like the poem. I draw a few different ideas from it.
You rock!!
 

The pattern on your dress caused me to lose focus.:rolleyes:

Arrangements

in a heart where
so recently
a thousand flowers
bloomed at once,
They are being cut

in the secret of time
each bud is
freshly excised
with surgical precision
leaving the raw stems
to scar over

the blossoms then taken,
carefully placed
in the marked containers,
and sealed away
where they will never
desiccate or die

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2126832&stc=1&d=1636769558

Cleverly put together pic that goes perfectly with the your words.
 
Catching up on the backlog of comments

bahaha, based on your outfit (really love it) selections i think we would make good friends in rl but this is just me projecting based on what you present and you know superficial images and things! but probably also partially based on your writing soooo who knows really, but it feels like a nice thought. and hopefully this isn't a weird thing but here's the thing anyways because i've written this far already :eek:

You are so cute! I absolutely agree we would get along smashingly! 🌷

I love that outfit. *hugs*

Thank you, Azul. I like this combo too. *hugs*

You're looking mighty fine. Rocking in the fall fashion.

:kiss::rose::kiss:

Bring on all the warm things mixed with the softest textures in fun colours. It’s the best season for comfy clothes!

VERY appealing Moochie!! :rose::rose::rose:

Thank you, Scot! 🌷

Love your outfit. It's very eclectic, just like I imagine you are. And those boots really command attention. ;)

You imagine me quite right. The boots were purchased for a trip to the zoo a couple years ago, believe it or not… they make me feel similar to how I imagine a colourful warrior would. 😸
 
:heart:
I want this so much.
Thank you for sharing this. *hugs*

It is a wonderful thing to have, even if briefly. I hope you find it for yourself. 🌷

Those boots were made for walking… on the moon. ;)
Nice flannel. Look at this wooly bear between your feet. The color bands mean a cold winter.

Truth be told.

If only I could walk on the moon with these! Wouldn’t that be spectacular? I suspect you’re right about the cold, it is creeping in quickly.

Truth is where I live, no matter how uncomfortable it can get.


Without any proof, other than decades of observation, I would state that Love is the most written about, talked about, sung about part of the human existence.

Love is at the core of our being. The power of love is often stated in the phrase "Love conquers all".

Yet, there is an inherent contradiction that the most powerful part of being human is often experienced in a simple, quiet, gentle way.

"In the quiet moments
Of hands resting
Upon each other
Closer than two can be

The ones where
When lips don’t need
To speak anymore

The time spent
Simply loving
And caring for
That other person…

That is where it lives"​

Your words are beautiful.

:kiss::rose::kiss:

Thank you, Inspirinious. 🌷 Yes, I agree that many times love is the lens for everything else… and a big reason why it’s easy to find it in everything and write it without realizing.

Words are good today, as are your pics.

Thank you, Todger. 🌷

Just stopped by and smiled.

You're always welcome.
 
November 10, 2021

I'm still enjoying your "Pantless November". Love seeing how you dress day to day.


November 10, 2021: a nature poem

Another incredible poem. Such powerful imagery & emotions.
And a superb photo. I've always thought that a woman wearing a man's dress shirt is one of the sexist combinations. And I love it more in B&W.


We all know you are doing two daily challenges for the month of November, pantless pics and a poem (usually with another pic). I hope all of this is not wearing you down. I'm aware that the "need" to post every day can become a burden and a chore. I want you to recover from your recent loss.

If these challenges are helpful in occupying your time and mind, if they are part of your recovery, then I am all for them. But if not, I am concerned for you.

Take care. :kiss::rose:

It is very sweet of you to worry, and I appreciate your concern. Last year I did both of these challenges, but my poems were not things I could share here often, since most were simply about the weather (boring!), so this year I thought putting a book together in the end would be a little more. These poems may not be things you all want to read about, but they do and are helping me process things.

Thank you again for stopping in so much. I enjoy each of your comments. 🌷


Sweet Lady, I am in bed with part of foot and leg locked in place, thank god for hospital bed.. I should be at hospital but with covid filling all the bed they send me back to nursing home.

THANK YOU FOR SHARING YOUR PICTURES AND WORDS. Help me take my mind off of the pain and lost.
You bring a smiles with your sharing.

I hope you are doing better yourself.

Hugs:rose::rose:

old borg fred

Oh, Fred! I’m so sorry to hear about your foot. I hope they were able to stop the infection in it’s tracks this time. My fingers are crossed for your swift recovery. It’s been busy in the hospital here too with both Covid-19 and a high volume of very sick people.

I wish you all the best with recovery. I’m glad I can brighten your day, even if just a little bit. 💜


Love this dress !!
Also Thanks for the kneeling pic !!
Very cute
:kiss:

You’re welcome 😊

Almost kissed my computer screen
:devil:

Hmmm… depending on the level of cleanliness you keep your screen, that could be unadvisable. :p

Lovely setting. Good visible abstract pattern. You'd be visible and not mistaken for a deer. ;)
I also see a rope bracelet.

:heart:

No deer here! :cattail:
 
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That’s a hypnotic dress. Do you get your way when you wear it? ;)
Arrangements

in a heart where
so recently
a thousand flowers
bloomed at once,
They are being cut

in the secret of time
each bud is
freshly excised
with surgical precision
leaving the raw stems
to scar over

the blossoms then taken,
carefully placed
in the marked containers,
and sealed away
where they will never
desiccate or die

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2126832&stc=1&d=1636769558
For posterity, like memories.
 
Arrangements

in a heart where
so recently
a thousand flowers
bloomed at once,
They are being cut

in the secret of time
each bud is
freshly excised
with surgical precision
leaving the raw stems
to scar over

the blossoms then taken,
carefully placed
in the marked containers,
and sealed away
where they will never
desiccate or die

. . . . These poems may not be things you all want to read about, but they do and are helping me process things. . . . 🌷

For me, this poem, full of sadness and beauty, is a unique insight into the emotions you are dealing with. A love, once so incredibly beautiful, now gone. Carefully packing away old memories that will never die.

Thank you for sharing this window into your world.

I'm relieved to know that writing these poems is part of your healing.
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November 13, 2021: a luck poem

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it’s crossed fingers
and thoughts whispered,
warm arms
with hugs that won’t end,
and you don’t want them to
because that would mean
you have to let go of them
and them of you,
which isn’t something
you ever wanted,
but know in a place unseen
it has to happen

you both have changed
in many ways,
and by the side
of each other,
so that now it’s a fear
that keeps you both
from losing what once
was so bright a light,
a four-leaf clover found
when all hope was lost

but it’s okay
to have a difficult time
with something like this,
and maybe you both
will follow your luck
and find one another again…
but for now,
simply figuring out
how to be there
without being overbearing
or asking too much,
is the only balance
that you can logically be asked
to find
 
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