Narcissist Love!

You talk

of love

well

how

abusive

can love

be

you speak

of trust

then

constantly

deceitfully

lie

to me

you ask

to see

my

vulnerability

then

strip away

the

essence

of my

fragility

my heart

has been

batted

broken

bruised

my soul

is a

lighter

shade of

blue

but

this sense

of self

has nothing

to do

with us

I was

sad

and

lonely

long

before

I lay

eyes on

you

no

you were

my

hopefulness

the knight

in shinning

armour

so carelessly

ignoring

the warning

signs

I loved you

nonetheless

therefore

if I appear

to be

slightly

disappointed

by your

action

do not

be alarmed

I blame

the

laws

of

attraction

manipulatively

charmed

as I take

my leave

today

we walk

away

nothing

meaningful

left

to say

my loneliness

it wants

to cry

but

unfortunately

my resilient

stubbornness

had

already

said

goodbye.

MM c 2015

Truly See Me!

I hope
one day
you will
truly
see
the real
me
on that day
you will
notice
my vulnerability
you will
see
the scars
reminders
of the
battle
I fought
just
to be
me
touch
these wounds
feel how
painful
they truly
are
try to
understand me
for
it is
not my
brokenness
that describes
me
nor my
dysfunctionality
sex
colour
status
mental health or
disability
which
classify
me
no,
it is
my
resilience
compassion
softness
kindness
sensitivity
for these
the things
which
truly
define
who
I choose
to be
so please
do not
pity me
label me
judge me
for can
you not
see
these
shadowy
parts
inside of me
are the very
same parts
you do not
want to see
for WE
are made
of the
same
stardust
blood
sweat
and
tears
so
connect
with me
then we
will
both be
free
from the
propaganda
of our
society
teaches us
too blind
to see
the more
I look
at you
from
my heart
the more
I see
that you
are very
much the
same
as me.

MM c2015

Morning Glory Revisited

Sitting

closely

next

to me

on the 37

minute

train

journey

whilst

allowing

your imagination

to run

wildly free

images of

you and

me

in places

no-one

is really

meant to

be

indulging

in lust

no-one

is suppose

to see

yes

silent lover

keep those

erotic

memories
as they

belong to

you
so

share them

only

with

me.

MM c2015

The Death of Ego!

Delicate

Willow tree

dancing

with

the wind

as he

sings

to her

a

wilder  tune

a song

that shakes her

very core

as she

reaches

for the  

moon

dancing

in the

starlight

daintily

swinging

to the

rhythm

of a

new dawn

on a

fresh

November

morn

content

in her

majesty

connected

to everything

yet

completely

free

happily

constructing

an illusion

of whom

she

was meant

to be.

Until a time

a storm

arose

heading for

her shore

she felt

consumed

by

panic

as she

feared she

could

no longer

withstand it

anymore.

The storm

it raged

around her

head

stripping away

the essence

of her

being

ripping

apart

her protect

bark

her

leaves

were

beautifully

green

now

stolen

fallen

thus

left to die

until she

had nothing

to

define her

as she

questioned

WHY!

No self

remained

she felt

that she was

broken  

mourning the

death

of who

she use

to be

an existential

crisis

who the hell

is me?

Look

deep inside

what will

you see

a construction

created

is not whom

I choose to

be.

Spring arrive

in ample

time

a rebirth

had began

each new bud

that was

reborn

it

gave hope

to each

new one

suddenly

this Willow tree

was in

 brightest

bloom

to celebrate

her new

creation

she called upon

the moon

"dance

 with me,

tell

the wind

I miss his

wildest tune,

now

I see

who

I am

meant

 to be

liberation

dear moon".

Willow tree

grew so tall

as her

resilience

grew

she had

face the

unknown

recreated

anew

from that day

forth

through

every

season

of her life

she

knew

authenticity

what

to do…

so do you!

MM c 2015

Courage to Feel!

I know 

at times
I do not
invest
enough
love into
my relationships
as I am
so busy
hiding inside
my fragile
vulnerability
do not
for
one minute
think that
I love you
any less
it is that
I love you
so much
but
it scares
the hell
out of
me.
There
I said it
from
a vulnerable
loving soul
for
today
I felt
brave
enough
to do so
today
I did not
think
you would
laugh
at my
neediness
nor
did I
feel
you would
ridicule
my sensitively
I hoped
you
would
not reject
me
so even though
I felt so
small
I still
found the
courage
to tell
you
all.

MM 15

Things to do today!

Smile

at a stranger

climb

a tree

tell someone

special

how much

they

mean to

me

catch

a fresh

breath

notice

the autumn

colours

all around

listen to nature

such a beautiful

sound

tell my mother

I love her

tell my father

he rocks

I may even

dare

to wear

odd socks

hug my

inner child

allow her

to express

her

inner fears

her darkness

tell her

she

is doing

her best

she can stop

competing

as life is

not a test

do something

for someone

expect nothing

in return

draw a

picture
read a

book

find something

wild and

exciting

to learn

take a moment

to send

a message

to you

from

my heart

for you

are a

masterpiece

yes,

you are

pure

art.

MM15

Tomorrow's World is a Darker Colour.

If the big supermarkets companies

used

 only

 their

profits

they could probably

stop

world hunger.

If the governments

of the world

stopped

playing

war

games

they could probably provide a healthy

functional life for every human/animal/plant

residing

on

 this

earth.

If the pharmaceutical companies invested in

alternative and talking therapies;

if they were to spend billions re-educating

family systems how to

communicate

and get their

needs

met

there would be

no need for

medication.

If the industry stopped

trying to manipulate

us into

buying the

latest

bullsh*t,

the rivers

would run clean again

without the toxic waste

been poured

into them.

But wait

the power

lays within us.

For we

 are the ones

 who are

buying

the

crap

they

are

selling,

over-eating

the GMO foods

not insisting

on organic

foods to be

affordable. 

We are allowing

our egos

to compete with each other,

ignorantly

looking at our differences

judging

what

we do

not understand.

We go to the doctor

when we feel ill

as we do not know that

each of us

has an innate

power

to

self-heal.

If we were to educate ourselves

on what truly matters

forget subjects

that are

redundant

we could all find

our

true

calling.

Thus not end up

in a dead-end job

that drains the

essence

of

our

being

and then

rely heavily

on our

many

addictions

to stop

or numb

the pain.

Stand up

start fighting

for a better world

for you

for your

children

before

it

is

too

late.

MM15

Fantasy fairy-tale dreams

In our

world of

make believe

disregarded

lost sex-scenes

dragons, wizards

witches, trolls

why is the hero

not in role?

in a

faraway land

perhaps

another time

distant world

miles away

from mine.

If

one day

these myths

come true

then this wind

may change

it’s lonely

heartbroken tune

leopards may

bore of spots too

as we fly

to the moon

But if

another tale

of broken hearts

is spoken

then

sad eyed

lady of valley

bow your head

in shameful sorrow

thus broken.

When

the sun

no longer rises

in your sky

then you will see

that

stars

shine

more brightly

on the water

by my right side

come and find me

I will be waiting

in the long grass

there I will hide

where we met

the first day

you

stole

my

heart

away

for eternity

I shall reside.

MM 15

Love Letter to my Heart.

Dear self, no longer am I going to inform you that you are not good enough. I will refrain from the constant abusive nature in which I talk to you. I will stop seeing only the faults within this amazing machine called your body. I shall stop the ritualistic insults on a daily basis thus telling you that you are fat, ugly and need to have more self-control. Staving you of the nurture provided by nature, staving you of love!

No longer will I doubt your amazing gift called intuition by forcing you to believe the propaganda poured onto you though the medium of media. I promise to stop telling you that you are a stupid idiot and never going to amount to anything. When I start the broken record of insults that eternally plague you, I will notice them running around inside your head and meet you with loving understanding and compassion. Because if I cannot treat you with self-respect, then how can I ever find the tools to be respectful towards another.

So I say to you, self, you are an amazing, crazy, funny child of the universe, you have the right to resign in this place and reach the potential you have set for yourself. Use a river to notice your reflection, as it runs deeper than the shallow mirror, mirror on the wall. Rise up each time you fall, be the only who cares the most, be the friend you need, be free to be Me.

If we all adopted this attitude with humble humanity...imagine! MM15

Hero

As an innocent child, I was awash with wonder. I could spend hours lost in creative contemplation, I had an imagination that bore all possibilities and held love for every person who entered into my day. Life was great and time just a concept, I was fully present and experiencing the beauty of life!

So how did I grow up so full of judgement, hatred, anger, self-righteous indignation, fear, shame, self-loathing and so forth (the list is endless).

What happened to the beautiful child within us all and how do we return to our most authentic way of being? It saddens me BUT there is hope, as I disregard all the BS that others taught me, as I see the systems upon systems within systems, systems that are there to entice me, seduce me, invite me, corrupt me, tell me how to be, think, talk and believe. As I travelled, deep inside into the essence of my soul, just behind the heart chakra, there I found my vulnerable, unconditioned authentic self known to me as my inner child. I invite her to reinvent herself in her truest form, to be that child within, to be free, to create, to speak out and even shout, to cry, to laugh, to BE.

Then something amazing happened, I saw the world through those innocent eyes, and for the first time, I knew LOVE.

People are going to let you down, because no-one can maintain the superficial sainthood placed upon them. Therefore, become the hero in your own story, fight for the cause that leads to your own effect.

Try to forgive the fallen angels and saints, but most importantly, learn compassionate understanding and we will see that everyone has a tale to tell. We are all just trying to make sense of the chaos and weave our way through the illusion of this fantastical life.

I forgive myself with loving kindness for the lack of understanding known as ignorance, fear of the unknown, judgemental projection and the constant accusing of others for my unaware constant mistakes. I take control of the tiger and the bull by his horns, for this is my life story, and from this day, I am going to shine. MM 2015

Lover's Dream

In my dreams

I shall meet you

upon this eve

I wait by

the river

our souls

flowing together

dancing against

the shadow

of this bluest

moon

take my hand

walk

with me

amongst

the moonbeams

and stardust

until

the dawn

far away

hopefulness

broken promises

tomorrow

the sun will shine

again within

a broken heart

love heals

thus allow

love to become

the blood that

flows through

your veins

right into your

deepest heart

so you

can recall

the essence

of your

beautiful

being.

MM 2015

Warrior

How can we learn to trust our innate ability to develop and heal if our environment does not support our journey. If we are constantly been told that there is something wrong with the way we view the world, you kind of going to believe it as you are unaware.

Until we do really become 'mentally'unwell, then we may have began the 'long dark journey of the soul', as we start to question that very environment that conditioned us. At this stage, we need courage to stand against a system that is broken and find others who too have reached the point of no-return.

There is an movement of 'enlightened beings' who are awakening and we need to reunite to become strong, to seek the truth and oppose what does not make sense on our intuitive level. The entire universe is inside each of us, you do not know how powerful you really are until you go inward, what have we got to loose, give it a try.

As a warrior of the universe and a child of unconditional love, I stand up against all that I have been taught and start to question everything. I do not need courage because I understand GRACE and I have walked in the valley of death for so long, that I have become fearless. I fill my heart with gratefulness and as I become one with all that is, I too become more compassionate. The weapons we need to fight those ignorant armies are not guns but our ability to be the greatest force of all - unconditional love and acceptance.

There will be those you understand and will join me and others who fear the truth, but we all have our own journey. May we find our truth! The Warrior in me respects the warrior in you.

stolen moments

37 minutes

one way

smiling reflections

against dark

autumn

night skies

silently knowing

 each

other’s thoughts

staring into

each other’s

eyes

passionate heart

glowing

riverside walks

lying beside you

in the long grass

dogs bark

memories

untold

today

alas

all alone

wandering in woods

on my own

one last summer’s day

dusky setting sun

please don't go away. 

MM 2015

Unify

I wish

I could

pull down

those ignorant boundaries

separating

you from me

I want to open my eyes

so I can see

there is no difference

between

you and me

open my heart

so I can feel

that our human connection

is divine

and real

sense

this energy

that flows

between us

knowing

that it

is not surreal

the differences

within our cultures

they are no big deal

open my mind

so I can understand

the illusion

of separateness

we are sold

propaganda

is abusive

the lies unfold

script remains

the same

but the saga

is growing old

I reach out

across these

invisible borders

between

you and me

let us call

for liberation

human rights

to be free

embrace

our similarities

narrowing the line

the divide

being created

between you and me.

MM 2015