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Moochie’s Meandering Missives (and a pic or two)

A bunny, His Kitten

It had been so long
That a small part
Deep inside,
Had forgotten what she was.

It wasn’t until
Her hands ran the hemp
Up and between her legs
That her body remembered.

Image removed on 3/21/22
 
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Moochienanu said:
It had been so long
That a small part
Deep inside,
Had forgotten what she was.

It wasn’t until
Her hands ran the hemp
Up and between her legs
That her body remembered.

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Great picture. So beautiful
 
Moochienanu said:
It had been so long
That a small part
Deep inside,
Had forgotten what she was.

It wasn’t until
Her hands ran the hemp
Up and between her legs
That her body remembered.

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That's a great pic, with a beautiful tie in seasonally appropriate colours. Nicely done. (I'm not always blinded by boobies!).

Thanks Moochie.

PS. the poem is more revealing than the pic. Thanks for that too.
 
Moochienanu said:
It had been so long
That a small part
Deep inside,
Had forgotten what she was.

It wasn’t until
Her hands ran the hemp
Up and between her legs
That her body remembered.

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Mmmmm, such a sexy sight and the choker....:devil:.... I really need to learn how to tie those knots:rose:
 
Moochienanu said:
It had been so long
That a small part
Deep inside,
Had forgotten what she was.

It wasn’t until
Her hands ran the hemp
Up and between her legs
That her body remembered.

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Beautiful words and a beautiful picture as always, you are always so descriptive :kiss:
 
Piercedfreak said:
Great picture. So beautiful
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The quality actually isn’t the best... for some reason I can never achieve the amateurish-graininess I really long for in a colour photo. Thank you.

Todger65 said:
Just for Daddy
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Yes. And He knows.

TANSTAAFL58 said:
That's a great pic, with a beautiful tie in seasonally appropriate colours. Nicely done. (I'm not always blinded by boobies!).

Thanks Moochie.

PS. the poem is more revealing than the pic. Thanks for that too.
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The reason why I left the picture in colour, for the rope. It is a specialty length I bought a few months ago that a seller in the UK had on their Etsy. I can’t remember exactly what the dye lot was called, but it is a mix of beautiful, cotton candy colours that spoke to my little side.

You’re welcome, Tan.

P.S. I know - that’s the secret to me, isn’t it?

dz2681 said:
Mmmmm, such a sexy sight and the choker....:devil:.... I really need to learn how to tie those knots:rose:
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Thank you for your comment. No choker here, though... well, unless He wraps His sexy hands around my neck. This is my beautiful collar.

As far as the knots, there aren’t many to actually tie here. This is more of an artistic harness - not one that would be useful for suspension or actual containment. Self-ties tend to be about decorating and not utility.

HotChef1970 said:
Beautiful words and a beautiful picture as always, you are always so descriptive :kiss:
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Descriptive without actually saying anything.
I like that. Thank you.
 
Gossamer

Delicately held,
Floating translucency
Through a moment in time
Like a shadow unseen
In a memory held dear.

Fae setting feet upon a flower,
Leaving it covered in frost
Before lifting off again
Unable to truly walk
Upon the moment
Before it changed.

Elegantly soothed
With the creamy words
Of unmanageable situations,
Fast enough this time
To catch falling angels.

Crashing to the ground
Faster than they ever thought,
Making questions bubble
Like a syrup
Set on a dial to high heat.

The way your face,
Smile lines,
Crease my soul
Like a silken blanket
Wrapping me up in entirety.

Forever
And
Always.

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I don’t smell like me

I feel like an imposter,
Like someone else
Has chosen roads
That I have driven
Because I thought I was supposed to
From a young age.

Good Jewish men become doctors and lawyers.
Good Jewish women become nurses and homemakers.

I was going to be a teacher.

My grandmother sat me down,
And told me that teaching was noble,
But not what I needed.

I had an English teacher
My first year of college
Who spoke of his wife
More than Bartleby the Scrivner or Life of Pi,
And she was a CRNA...
What if?

The seed was sewn,
So I went
And did
And I was good at it.
Am good at it.
So I stay.

I started going to school a little over a year ago
For teaching nursing,
But quickly realized
Now isn’t the time for me to try school again.
Or perhaps it is,
But I am less than motivated?
Either way,
Without even telling anyone,
I quit.

...
That’s a half truth.
I told my “advisor”
But she didn’t care to ever learn how to pronounce my name after a year,
So how much can I really give to a school where
The only person I have easy access to
Could give two shits about me
Enough to write the phonetical spelling
Of my name down?

I digress...

Where was I even going?

Oh yes,
I am a fake!

I don’t belong here.
I don’t belong in the midst of a pandemic
Where real lives depend on me.
Sure, I’ve saved people before...
Singlehandedly recognized asystole when a provider was too busy,
Started CPR without being asked,
Anticipated the crash,
Tons of times...
But this is so different.
This is like...
I feel responsible
For every person who goes through and out of my doors,
And although this was true before,
I feel like I don’t have all the tools most days
To fight this thing
The way that I should...
So that’s why
I feel like I shouldn’t be in charge with this.
I don’t want to be in charge of this.

Also, my husband bought me the wrong deodorant,
So I don’t even smell like myself right now.

I hate this.

Image removed on 3/21/22
 
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Moochienanu said:
I feel like an imposter,
Like someone else
Has chosen roads
That I have driven
Because I thought I was supposed to
From a young age.

Good Jewish men become doctors and lawyers.
Good Jewish women become nurses and homemakers.

I was going to be a teacher.

My grandmother sat me down,
And told me that teaching was noble,
But not what I needed.

I had an English teacher
My first year of college
Who spoke of his wife
More than Bartleby the Scrivner or Life of Pi,
And she was a CRNA...
What if?

The seed was sewn,
So I went
And did
And I was good at it.
Am good at it.
So I stay.

I started going to school a little over a year ago
For teaching nursing,
But quickly realized
Now isn’t the time for me to try school again.
Or perhaps it is,
But I am less than motivated?
Either way,
Without even telling anyone,
I quit.

...
That’s a half truth.
I told my “advisor”
But she didn’t care to ever learn how to pronounce my name after a year,
So how much can I really give to a school where
The only person I have easy access to
Could give two shits about me
Enough to write the phonetical spelling
Of my name down?

I digress...

Where was I even going?

Oh yes,
I am a fake!

I don’t belong here.
I don’t belong in the midst of a pandemic
Where real lives depend on me.
Sure, I’ve saved people before...
Singlehandedly recognized asystole when a provider was too busy,
Started CPR without being asked,
Anticipated the crash,
Tons of times...
But this is so different.
This is like...
I feel responsible
For every person who goes through and out of my doors,
And although this was true before,
I feel like I don’t have all the tools most days
To fight this thing
The way that I should...
So that’s why
I feel like I shouldn’t be in charge with this.
I don’t want to be in charge of this.

Also, my husband bought me the wrong deodorant,
So I don’t even smell like myself right now.

I hate this.

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At a time like this
Comfort zones
Physical or mental
Don't exist
Nothing will flatten the curve
Except extra care
And love
 
Moochie, you made me smile and actually laugh out loud. That heart wrenching poem had me getting close to weepy, and then I read:

So I don’t even smell like myself right now.​

Stay safe kid.
 
You are an excellent nurse Moochie and students can learn a lot from you.

Unfortunately no one has all the right tools to fight this pandemic, everyone is struggling, some more than others.
 
I did something I’m not proud of today.

I don’t like hurting someone else
No matter the pain they’ve caused me...
It still hurts.


I’m not that person.

Please forgive me.
 
Moochienanu said:
I did something I’m not proud of today.

I don’t like hurting someone else
No matter the pain they’ve caused me...
It still hurts.


I’m not that person.

Please forgive me.
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Sounds like it was too much. I know that striking back is not the solution, but sometimes you just burst. Don't add to your pain by castigating yourself. Accept that you are no extra-terrestrian, just a human with feelings and a limited capability of enduring being hurt. We would not survive if we would not find strength in rage and fury sometimes. Anger in Inside out helps much for the solution in the end. It's better for your own peace if you are not furious and don't strike back, that's true. But the way to this is: letting go, even your own rage.

Wise words. I sometimes think I might have gone half that path, just to find myself near the beginning. I do believe it's true anyway.
 
Moochienanu said:
I did something I’m not proud of today.

I don’t like hurting someone else
No matter the pain they’ve caused me...
It still hurts.


I’m not that person.

Please forgive me.
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We're all a little frazzled and frayed. Its not an excuse, but rather an explanation. A reason, if not a good one. You are way harder on yourself than you should be. From the person that I have gotten a glimpse of, you ARE NOT that person.

Let it go. Forgive this small transgression (I'm sure it was less than you see it as).

If it were me, I'd complete the ritual by having a long hot shower and a neat Laphroaig. You seem to be a bath girl, and I believe you have stated a preference for the Macallan. Not together, 'k?
 
Moochienanu said:
I did something I’m not proud of today.

I don’t like hurting someone else
No matter the pain they’ve caused me...
It still hurts.


I’m not that person.

Please forgive me.
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I know it’s not something you would normally do, but unfortunately these are not normal times, and everyone has a breaking point. We all know lashing out isn’t the answer, but in stressful times it often seems the only way.

I hope an understanding has been reached between you now and it can be put in the past and be compartmented away.

:kiss::rose::kiss:
 
Masks

Placement:
Find the middle of the foam strip
Place it to the bridge of your nose
Push hard and conform the strip
Follow the top ties
Along the sides of your head
Above your ears
Tie a bow above the knot
That is your chignon of twisted hair.
Find the bottom ties and pull taught
At the back of your neck
Tie another bow there,
With deft fingers
Skilled in the game of spinning
And dancing,
Mouth agape
To test the placement.

Always hidden.

I’ve been hiding
For more than ten years now...

It is one,
And yet has been many.
So many they are innumerable.
They used to hit the bin
As soon as I started the final cuff,
A new one taking its place
Before mourning could be considered,
But now it is hours of continuity
With the same facade
For longer and longer.

It is because
The world has changed.
There are more
Now hiding from it,
Seeking security
In a different way than I have been,
But still covering.

I have been doing what I do
For them,
But now,
Because the world changed,
We all do it for ourselves.

With this outward manifestation
Of internal thoughts,
True character is shown.

I do find myself at an advantage, though.
A silver lining of the veil.
You see,
I’ve gotten really good
At communicating a need
With nothing more than
A glance,
Movement of my eyes in a direction,
Holding up fingers,
Slight gestures of my brow,
Never needing to say a muffled word.

I am more comfortable
Behind this mantle,
Than I may ever be
Anyway else...

...

Except

Of course,
Bare in front of you.
 
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