*~jade~* Poetry

Earth
I am Grounded.
I am Rough.
I am Steady.
I am Stable.
I am Nurturing.
I am Empathic.
I am Earth.

Air
I am Everywhere.
I am nowhere.
I am Breath.
I am Life.
I am Truth.
I am Authentic.
I am Air.

Fire
I am Heat.
I am Warmth.
I am Destruction.
I am caring.
I am loving.
I am Faithful.
I am Fire.

Water
I am Gentle.
I am Rough.
I am Refreshing.
I am Flowing.
I am Free.
I am Wise.
I am Water.

Spirit
I am Light.
I am Dark.
I am Within.
I am Caring.
I am Helpful.
I am Sincere.
I am Spirit.

Consort
I am weak.
I am Strong.
I am Helpful.
I am Caring.
I am dutiful to my Lady.

Poet
I am words
Put to rhythm
In Song and in Verse.
I am inspiring
to those that hear.
I am a Muse.
I am Poet.

Mate
I am your Rescuer,
I am your Muse,
I am your Confidante.
I'm also your Teacher,
Your Lover,
And your Best Friend.
I am the High Priestess' Mate.

Heartache

Mixed emotions fight within me.
I don't know which way to go.
I need him in my life so much,
but we constantly bicker so.
I don't know what to do.
I do know I cannot leave him.
He's been too much of my life.
I need to find my direction
To know what to do with my life.

Decisions

Feelings in my heart I can no longer hide.
I need to figure out what he wants from me
And my life.
He says he doesn't want things to continue
Until we can work through our differences.
I don't see what needs to be worked on.
Will we ever be together and connected again
The way we once were?

Dark
Dark Heart.
Dark Soul.
Dark Mind.
Dark.
Living in shadows of time and space
Unable to escape.
Dark.

Lovers, Friends, maybe more
What untold secrets to explore?
A touch. A kiss. A night of bliss.
To be kept a Secret
In our midsts.

Years together
Through different times.
Different realms of each other to see
In body, Mind and Soul.
Comforting, Nurturing, Caring
Constantly Wanting More.

Sorry
Sorry?
Is that all that can be said?
Seriously...
Sorry is like I love you.
Words that get spoken and said
All the time.
They barely carry the meaning
Of their intended use anymore.

Tempers flared
need control
don't wish to caue more
pain and heartache
where ever i go.
need to disappear,
run away,
go somewhere
no one knows me.

Why must things always be so complicated?
I have a vampyre mate, and my shifter mate.
I love and care for them both deeply.
Why must I factor in my warrior from a past life,
Whom I love,
And my friend who practically was my brother
In a past life,
that I also love.
Four different people
pulling on my heart strings.
Don't know what to do.
Knowing that at least one is going to end up hurt,
When all is said and done.

Trying to do the right thing
Almost got killed being the heroine.
How do I make things right
With all the ones I love?
I hurt them by doing this
Crazy, hair-brained scheme
To save us all from being hunted
By the new hybrid race coming for me
And the ones I love the most.

I feel so lost.
So far and distant
From everyone I love.
My mark to my vampyre
disappeared.
I care for him deeply,
But do I love him enough
To remark him?
I love my panther mate.
I love him more than the other.
And have for a while.
I dunno how to tell the other
I don't want to remark him...

Passion unfolds
Throughout the centuries,
Within our past lives.
Lover, Friend, Warrior.
Two warriors.
Similar stories.
My love for the one
Will be my demise.
His mate doesn't know,
Doesn't know a lot
About us.
My mate
Doesn't know about
Me and my warrior...
Either Warrior.
Let my death be swift
And fast upon me.

Shock fills me as I'm told the results.
How is it I never thought nor even considered
That He could be the father.
I knew that I had been with him and his brother
during the time I conceived.
Why didn't I know it wasn't my mate's?
My mate knew, and never said a word...

How does a man betrothed
Have the audacity to ask
If I love my mate
Then flat out say I'm lying to him?
I shift and run.
I go to what once and still is
My happy place at the camp.
I run and feel as free as the wind
blowing all around me.
Helping me to wash away
my thoughts and sadness
Of the vision I saw
He was with her
And not me.

D@mn FuSleeping with the Cubmaster.
He tells me this on a day
That's supposed to be
All about fun!
His guilty heart
couldn't keep it from me
Any longer.

At times I wish
You still Had a Cell phone.
My heart is burdened
Of my Betrayal
To my Mate.
How do I go about
Making things right to him?
I need to talk to you
But you aren't online.
I need your shoulder To lean on
and yous strength To help me through
this difficult time

Confessions about what happened
Aired out for us to work through.
With questions and answers
We Talk.
No more Anger.
No more Tears.
Just flashes of my previous marriage
When it fell apart.
Him wanting his Mistress
Over his family...
At least this time
This one stayed with me.

The draw of him is strong
I feel the iciness of his hands upon my body
He pulls me in
Closer and closer.
The closer i get to him,
The more everyone else just disappears.
He uses things that I love
to lure me into his arms.
he makes me feel
Odd yet loved
Isolated and empty
weak yet strong with the will to live
for my family and friends.
he uses things that I like and love
To pull me more towards him.
To keep me away from my warriors
and my love...
If not for all the cuts and blood
my death would have been my end
had it not been for my warriors pulling me thru.

Unfinished Poem...

(((started writing it and never could bring myself to finish it. figured I'd post it so I wouldn't lose it.)))

How do I go about telling the truth
Yet keep a lie about something so special?
I have to have them in my lives.
By technicality I've had the one
Since we first met.
Our mark from the past came back
Making us even stronger than before.
The surprise of my mate
Proposing to me
Knocked me for a loop.
Totally not expected.
Unsure what to do.