Bohemian Fashionista

Fashion, passion, a love for life,

a flair for peace & love & light,

a creative brain, an artistic eye,

with bohemian, hippie, & free-spirit sides

Free-Spirit

I am what some might call
a bit of a... free-spirit.
I am not to be confined,
not to be constrained!
I am a troubled soul.
But one who encounters the world
with a view so pure and full of love,
that, it must make up for the faults!

I try to be as sensible as I can
but the world just doesn't make sense.
(It's too concerned with hate and pretense.)
But as I am alive; I am in peace;
and in the spirit of life I want to live!!
before I die.
So because of this... I am often ostracized?

I may be a free-spirit, and I may be a freak,

but I am who I am; 

I am love; I am me.

A free-spirit?

Yes. 

A free-spirit is what I am proud to be.

Major Decisions

Get real, stand tall, be strong, don't fall.
Don't fail, be brave, don't falter, don't cave.
Live your life, love yourself, don't give in, but don't back out
choose to love, choose to shout! Choose to believe... or choose to doubt.

Realization

I awoke from a dream that had entered my soul
and pulled at my heart til I cried
I stopped at a realization I had
that I had to live life, not just live to survive
So I climbed out of bed and I sat on my own
thinking and pausing and thinking some more
Wanting an answer for something unknown
But finding more questions; so I stood from the floor
Then I sat down to write you but knew not what to say
My fingers lay calmly and still on my keys
I tried to find words but found tears on the way
for things I had done, to you and to me
What can I say to make up for the past?
The fact that I loved you, and never let you know
What can I do to feel happy again?
Admit my mistakes, learn from them, and let go
I want to be bold, make life worth it again
Tell everyone just how I feel in my heart
Would you listen? Would you know, that I meant every word?
Or would everything I know simply all fall apart?
I want to feel better, not pessimistic and low
But something is holding me back it seems
I somehow how found words to the letter I sent
But the lack of response still lingers in me
So here I sit now, still wondering how
I can make my sweet dream come to life
Yet wondering is part of the answer I feel
as it gives me the strength that I need to get by
But is getting by all that I want? No, No!
I need to be living each day instead
And loving each moment, and feeling each breath
as it brings hope for a future that I dreamt in my head
Hope for a future where I'm not alone
Hope for a future with beauty and truth
Hope for a future that is all my own
Hope for a future with you.

In Your Arms

There was a brief moment in time,
when life was perfect and I was free,
that was the moment, yours and mine,
when you held me in your arms.

There were no worries, no troubles, no fears,
my trembling body, my forthcoming tears,
all vanished away at the strength of your touch,
when you held me in your arms.

Discovery

Searching in uncharted places
for things that you don't even know
Trying to find all the answers
to questions you can't even own
Running away from your own self
casting a spell of shame
Trying to find who you really are
all while trying to hide from the blame
Living from moment to moment
knowing the moment might end
Finding a love in the darkness
finding the light again
Knowing you're more than you're thinking
but feeling much less than you are
Looking for each new horizon
and riding on each night's new star
You could make an end to your journey
you could stop all the fear and the strife
but if you end it all now at it's hardest
you lose the meaning and beauty of life

I saw...

I saw a fairy tale, with beautiful people
and children, and laughing, and dancing, and play
I saw learning and music and magic and fun
and I saw it all slip away.

A Poem About You

You're a bright ray of light in the darkness of night,
You turn dull boring days into dreams,
You melt away sadness with the lightest of touches,
at least that's the way that it seems.

I have yet to see you in a negative state,
though the world around us is bleak,
I wish I could make a place in your heart,
for me; a place I could keep.

And keep it I would; keep it safe, keep it warm,
I would keep it filled up with my love,
The love of a friend, the love of a soul,
who believes in peace and in love.

And together we can spread that love to the world,
and stop that desire to fight,
and if you know that this poem is all about you,
well then, you know... you're probably right.

Hippie Girl

Hippie Girl whips her long, wavy hair into the wind.

It twirls about her cheeks like ribbons of golden light...

I watch her dance and spin across the beach

and I wonder...

"What gives her such freedom to just BE?"

And then I think: "I want that freedom in ME."

Candle Light

Flicker, flicker, flicker,
most perfect candle light,
you beckon me in daytime,
you guide me through the night,
your scents float carelessly closer,
my breathing takes you in,
flicker, flicker, candle
until you end and I begin.

Born Again

I am in awe.
I am inspired and moved in ways unexplainable,
I am changed and I'm new, and I have strength, though I'm feeble.
I am at the beginning, a new life begins
The change that I'm feeling is taking me in...
I'm in awe.  My body's shocked...
I'm rocked... it's like the clock has stopped.
All I hear is the Earth...
and I am born again.

Quiet House

When the house is quiet, and the candles are burning,
and the scents fill the air, all twirling and swirling,
and the Christmas lights shine from the tree in the corner,
and the cats are all cuddling with me, making me warmer,
and my coffee cup steams and smells of fresh brew,
and my laptop screen hums as I write this to you,
these are the times cherished most you see,
when the house is quiet, and all is at peace.

Friends

There is no way to measure the worth,
of the truest friends I have on Earth.
To say that they're priceless is ordinary and vague,
and not quite true; there is a price to pay.
To have great friends, one must put forth payment,
but not in the form of cash, gifts, or fake things.
Instead the price you pay for friends,
is to understand that one day life ends,
and you'll have to release them, though it may hurt
but that is the cost, for what friendship's worth.
For the laughter, the joy, the companionship too,
for the stories, the glories, the things you've been through,
for the hand to hold and the shoulder to cry on,
for the parties, the kisses, the hugs and the fun,
for all of these things, the price that you pay,
is simply understanding that it all goes away.
So make the most of this day with your family and friends,
because we never quite know when the journey ends,
and before you pay that inevitable price,
make the most of their love, their friendship, and their life.