The Blush – Love, Sex & Poetry Collection (Repost)

The dream I had about you last night made me blush. It almost was as if you were actually there touching me, holding me, loving me. I savored each moment with you. I hung on to each touch of your hand and the sweet caress of your kisses.

Just as my body filled with the rush of passion from your touch I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling.  It was then I realized it was only a dream and I was not with you. Filled with disappointment I looked at the clock. It flashed 1:00am. I was wide awake with nothing but you on my mind. I tossed and turned restlessly as if to banish the demon from within and release the tension that was now in my body. I looked at the clock. It flashed 2:30am. I was still wide awake and you were still on my mind.            

Filled with a rush of excitement I knew the only way for me to get some rest and sleep was for me to finish what you started in the dream. And, I allowed my body to release to my touch as I thought about you. I thought about your hands as soft and gentle as they are big. I thought your voice as deep as it is sweet to my ear. I thought about your eyes and way they glisten when you look at me. Finally the moment was here and I felt the wave of desire push out of me into the universe and travel to you. With heighten excitement I whispered your name.            

It was 3:30am and I was still restless. Thoughts of you making love to me made me blush. As I started to drift off to sleep, I remembered our last embrace and anticipated our next hello. I fell peacefully back to sleep looking forward to seeing you again in my dreams.            

(C) 2010 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved            
       

            
This short seem to be the perfect item to repost today given I had a very restless night last night. I’ve been up since 1:00am filled with anxiety about a neck issue I am having but also having very sexy thoughts. I never thought sex and anxiety went together. But, last night they did.

Photo Credit:
Lluís Ribas 1949 | Spanish Luminist Figurative Painter – Nude Portrait

Retrieved From:
http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2012/09/Lluis-Ribas.html

Look Into My Eyes – Love, Sex & Poetry

Look Into My Eyes – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Look into
My eyes
See me
Calling to you
Come play
With me
Touch me
I want you
Look into
My eyes
See me
Whispering your name
Softly
As you pull
Me to you
Look into
My eyes
See us
Wrapped
In a naked embrace
Finally
After waiting
So long
You take
Me as yours
Look into
My eyes
See the passion
That rests
Between my breasts
For you
It’s alive
My body
Is warm
For you
Look into
My eyes
See Desire
That grows
With time
Look into
My eyes
And say yes
I want you
© 2013 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

Photo Credit:
William Merritt Chase 1849-1916 | American painter | The Impressionist Nude portrait

Retrieved from:

http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2012/10/William-Merritt-Chase_2.html

Dichotomy – Love, Sex & Poetry

Dichotomy – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
I am a Dichotomy
I am two wholes who are
Completely opposite
They live within me
I am split

I am a lover
I am a fighter
I love like a fighter
And fight like a lover
They both live within me

I am bold
I am weak
Vacillating between two
Extremes I walk the
High wire of life
Standing my ground
And retreating

I am honest
I am a liar
I am completely honest
With you
However
I lie to myself
I live in middle

I am wise
I am foolish
I am wise beyond my years
I am foolish
With my dreams
Filled with innocent hope
Blinded by idealism
Believing in true
love and happiness

I am courageous
I am a coward
I champion my heart’s desire
I hide in isolation
Wounded by fear
Of failure and success
A courageous coward lives in me

I am a ready slut
I am a celibate virgin
Each struggling for possession of my body
They live between my breasts
In the valley of my cleavage
Needing only one man to set them both free

I’ve seen hell
I’ve seen heaven
I’ve faced down my demons
And was kissed on the lips by an angel
I’ve wallowed in despair
And rejoiced in ecstasy
I’ve known the devil
But was saved by God

I feel love
And don’t understand hate
I tasted the lips of love
But never savored its juice
I was angry in love
But, now find peace in surrender

My two parts
Once divided
Within me
Come together as one
In this body
Igniting this spirit
Challenging this mind
Loving wildly as one
Genuinely offered to you with no regrets
© 2010 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

NOTE:   This poem is part of the “Love, Sex & Poetry Collection”.  The entire collection can be found under the category title “Love, Sex & Poetry”. 

The back story for this poem is one night years ago I was wearing a cross.  The chain was long and the cross sat in between my more than ample breasts. lol   A guy friend of mine said, “that’s heaven and hell right there…You are such a dichotomy”.  At first, I didn’t even know what the word meant.  I had to look it up in the dictionary.  But, once I understood it, I knew he was right.  Over the years I’ve become comfortable in my own skin and I like my duality. I like being the sweet  girl who writes about sex and the girl who will show you her cleavage but won’t give herself away.   Anyways, the word Dichotomy was in my head the last few days.  I decided to write about it in the context of love.  I wanted to write a poem about the inherent duality that exists within a person as they define what love means to them and decide what they are willing to risk, lose or win to have it.

Photo Credit:Yuri Klapouh 1963 Ukranian Artist

Retrieved From:http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/

The Ways You Want Me – Love, Sex & Poetry

The Ways You Want Me
By: Linda A. Long
With my feet resting
On your shoulders
I watch from above
As you enjoy the juice
Of my body
In your mouth
Gushing from
The touch
Of your lips and fingers
From above you
I look into your eyes
While i swing my hips
And you whisper my name
Feeling you deep inside
You awaken the sensation
Between my legs
And pull me down
Tighter to your body
From beneath
I feel the power
Of your passion
Pushing into me
Deep hard sweet
You are my drug
I love
The ways you want me
(C) 2013 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

Photo Credit:
Mariska Karto – Photographer
Retrieved from:

http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2013/05/Mariska-Karto.html?m=1

Waiting – Love, Sex & Poetry

Waiting – Love, Sex Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Waiting
Licking my lips
Tasting
The hunger
My appetite
For you grows
And Rises up
Through my body
Slowly taking
Possession
Of my thoughts
Begging
Me to give
Into the craving
Deep within
My center
Sparked by a
Quiet glance
From you
To me
Saying without
Words
You want
Me as much
As I want you
Exposed to
Only you
Hiding my
Sultry wishes
Deep in my
Mind
Behind closed lips
Away from
Others to see
But exposed
For you
In the privacy
Of our connection
Heating up
My breasts
As you pass by
Only revealing
To you
What is on my mind
With my eyes
Read my thoughts
Of restless
Desire
And
The power of these
Lustful energies
Building
Waiting for
Release by
Your hand
Waiting to
Be freed by
You tongue
Waiting for
You fill me
Until then
I fulfill
My needs
Solely
With you
In my thoughts
While my body
Heats to my touch
In pleasure
Waiting
Yet
Enjoying the
Slow building
Flirtation
That
Fans the flame
Of secret Desire
© 2013 Linda. Long – All Rights Reserved

ALL I HAVE TO SAY TODAY IS A DIRTY MIND IS A HORRIBLE THING TO WASTE. MIGHT AS WELL WRITE A POEM ABOUT IT. (Wink, Wink )
Photo Credit
Pierre Deval 1897-1993 | French Figurative painter

Retrieved from:
http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2012/07/pierre-deval-1897-1993-french.html

May Is Celiac Disease Awareness Month

May is Celiac Disease Awareness Month

To support the effort and raise awareness about Celiac Disease, I am telling my story again to illustrate how hard it was for me to get diagnosed. I was diagnosed in July 2012 after being sick for a VERY LONG TIME. I had Stomach issues, nutritional deficiencies, Liver problems, Sebboriac Dermatitis, rashes, bloating, alternating constipation and diarrhea. I was being treated by my GP and two specialist including a GI doctor at a large teaching hospital in Philadelphia. None of them mentioned Celiac Disease. I was hospitalized for week and they never tested me for Celiac Disease. I couldn’t eat for 10 days and I was never tested for Celiac Disease.

In December 2011 a friend told me about her Aunt who had Celiac Disease and was sick like me. I asked my Immunologist about it. He did my first blood test and it was negative. But, he even admitted he didn’t know much about it. The GI doc in Philly straight out told me he was more concerned about my progressed Liver Disease than he was about me having Celiac Disease because the Liver Disease was at a point it was life-threatening so he didn’t even acknowledge it. After my first blood test was negative I had to agree with him and I assumed I didn’t have the disease. But, my health continued to decline.

During the Spring of 2012 I started doing a lot of research. I was trying to diagnosis myself and find out what was wrong with me. Everything I read kept coming back to Celiac Disease. I also learned a lot of Celiacs get “false” negatives on their first blood test. I learned that the Doctor should have requested a Celiac Disease Genetic Marker blood test along with the Celiac Panel as a double-check. I also learned an Upper endoscopy is the Gold standard in Celiac Disease Diagnosis.

Out of frustration in June of 2012, I put myself on a Gluten Free Diet without discussing it with any doctors. What do you know? After a month I was starting to feel better. I wasn’t feeling great but the bloating started to subside and I wasn’t getting as many stomach pains. But, I was still very sick. That was when I started to going to a local Gastroentrologist who has a Celiac Disease Diagnostic Center. The local doctor did another Celiac Panel, a Celiac genetic test and many other blood test checking for all nutritional deficiencies. After getting all of the results back, the Doctor told me he felt confident that he could firmly diagnosis me with Celiac Disease even without the Upper END. Although my Celiac Panel Continued to be negative, my Genetic Marker test was positive and every nutritional deficiency I had were consistent with Celiac Disease. Since I was already Gluten free he didn’t want to do an Upper Endoscopy because I would have had to start eating Gluten again for three months before the test could be done. He felt that would just make me sick again so he asked me to trust him on this. He told me he understood that I didn’t really trust doctors much because of what I had been through but he asked me to do him a favor and trust him for a couple of months before I gave up on him. I did and still do trust this doctor. I believe he helped me save my life.

Almost one year after being diagnosed, I am feeling much better. My Liver is healed. Almost all of my symptoms have subsided and all of my nutritional deficiencies are normal now. I still have a lot of digestive issues which include Slow Bowel Motility, Gastritis, Chronic Constipation, Diverticulosis, Pre-Cancerous Polyps, Irritable Bowel Syndrome and Acid Reflux. Even with being Gluten Free, losing 75lbs, quiting smoking, going alcohol free 18 months ago and being a committed Yogini and fitness nut these still haven’t cleared up. So, it appears I will spend the rest of my life managing a bad belly. But, it’s ok. Because I really do feel better.

My advice to everyone is be your own advocate. Do you own research. Switch doctors as many times as you need to until you find one that works with you. Don’t give up. And, if you have Celiac Disease, please help us spread awareness so others don’t have to go through what we went through.

Living Gluten Free can be a pain in the ass. I am not going to say it’s easy. But, I don’t think about it much anymore. I just do it. And, many restaurants are now offering Gluten free items on their menus. I still enjoy eating out. I won’t give that up. But, I do pack my breakfast and lunch most days. I keep Gluten Free food in the car and in my desk at work. Mostly I am grateful my Disease/illness finally has a name and some of the control is back in my hands.

Remember:

• The first Celiac Blood test can be negative.
• If you are getting tested for Celiac Disease, do not stop eating gluten until after the tests are done.
• Ask the doctor to do a Celaic Genetic Marker Panel along with the Celiac Disease Panel
• An Upper Endoscopy is the Gold Standard, continue eating gluten until this test is done.
• If you don’t feel you want to have all the tests, go Gluten Free for a month and see how you feel.
• Gluten can be hidden in everything including medicine, soy sauce, supplements and cosmetics.
• Cross Contamination can make you sick.  It’s important to read up on that make sure you don’t cross contaminate your food at home or in restaurants.
• Whole foods and the Cave Man Diets seem to be the best way to eat Gluten Free.
• Gluten Free junk food still is junk food and not good for you.
• Rice is Gluten Free. But, stick with Brown Rice as it contains more nutrients. White rice is just like White bread and is no good for you.
• Be cautious when eating out. Tell the server your issues. Don’t be embarrassed.  Just speak up. Be polite about it. No need to be bitchy about it:-)  But, explain your needs.  If they don’t understand or comprehend, ask to speak to a manager or the chef.  Or, worst case scenario, get up and leave. Don’t eat somewhere you will get sick.
• Please don’t get over anxious about this.  No need to have a panic attack and be paranoid thinking you are getting “glutened” everywhere you go.  Balance out your need to watch what you eat with being a normal sane person who still enjoys eating out with friends and family. Don’t be the “crazy” aunt!  Trust me, you don’ t want that reputation:-)
• And, lastly, Citizens Bank Park in Philly added a Gluten Free Hot Dog Stand this year in Section 136.  So, when I go to the Phillies games this year, I can now have snacks:-)  That makes me happy. 

http://news.health.com/2013/05/08/5-worst-gluten-free-mistakes/

 

Related articles

• Non-Responsive Celiac Disease and Gluten Intolerance (glutenfreerecipebox.com)
• New All But Gluten™ Celebrates Receiving the Canadian Celiac Association’s Gluten-Free Certification Mark (prweb.com)
• Restaurants Accommodate Celiac Disease (krextv.com)
• Celiac disease: Dr. Rachel explains how to live gluten free (wgno.com)

Drink – Love, Sex & Poetry

Drink – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Drink
Let the juice
Fill your mouth
And
Nourish your soul
You are wanted
Savor
The fresh taste
Running into
Your mouth
Down through
Your being
You are alive
Taste
Me on your lips
Drizzle
Me on your tongue
Feel
Your body awake
To the spark
Of energy
Traveling
From me to you
Let it
Fill your senses
Wash away
Old baggage
Leave you clean
And
Ready to live
Again
Drink
Me in
Find your nourishment
Between my legs
Feel your peace
At the tip
Of my nipples
Alive
Within my body
Drink
My juice
Taste
My desire
© 2013 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

Photo Credit

Ademaro Bardelli 1934-2010 | Italian Figurative painter

Retrieved From http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2011/07/ademaro-bardelli-1934-italy.html

Luscious Submission – Love, Sex & Poetry

Luscious Submission – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
You’ve been
In my thoughts
Soft and luscious
I feel your lips
Against my skin
Tracing the lines
Of my curves
Creating
Delicious
Tension
Between my legs
In my thoughts
You’ve had me
You’ve opened me
Up to your power
You’ve made me
Bow down in submission
You’ve whispered
In my ear
And lead me
Deep into the
Primal desires
Of my own
Womanly soul
In my thoughts
You’ve owned me
There’s something
About you
The way you look at me
That challenges
My senses
And stirs my longing
The energy passing
Between us
Building in intensity
As time passes by
Sensing and hoping
It is only a matter of time
Before you
Touch my
Waiting body
The way you
Spark my
Creativity energy
And inspire
Me to put
My cravings into
Words
Thank you
For inspiring
Me to create
By slowly churning
The juice within
As if you knew
Exactly what I needed
I humbly offer
My body to you
Guide me
With your touch
Into a divine
Orgasm
Stimulating
My mind
Turning on
My body
Inspiring
My creativity
Challenging me
Intellectually
Pushing me
To the edge
I am alive
And breathe
Clean air
Through this energy
Passing from me
To you
Breathe deep
Find your exhalation
With me
Be alive
Once again
In me
© 2013 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

Photo Credit:
Tara Juneau – 1981 Canadian Figurative Painter

Retrieved From:
http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2013/05/Tara-Juneau_3.html

Yoga Retreat Weekend at Kripalu Recap

It’s 7:30pm on Sunday night and I am sitting on the sofa with my feet up writing this blog. Whew! What a weekend.

Here’s the recap of my Friday to Sunday Yoga Retreat at Kripalu in the Berkshire Mountains in Western Massachusetts. 

10 hours driving
Alot of driving but I didn’t need to use my GPS. I knew the way by heart:-)

6 Yoga classes
Including 2 Gentle,  Yin, Moderate and Vigorous.

5 mile moderate hike
Up and down the mountain and also took a break Lakeside

1 nap on a bench under a tree ( I was tired after hiking)

1 Guided meditation that also included a nap. Lol:-)

Every muscle is sore in a good way

One connection made with a Yoga teacher I admire. That was cool:-)

I ate all of my meals in the Silent Dining room and chose to keep this time to myself.

The best part of the trip for me happened when I got home. I feel the same peace at home that I felt at Kripalu. I didn’t have to go away to find peace and happiness. It already lives within me. Isn’t that what “living ” your yoga is all about? Finding peace within!

NAMASTE

Weekly Photo Challenge – The Berkshire

This photo was taken from Olivia’s Overlook in the Berkshire Mountains, MA for this week’s FROM ABOVE. Challenge. I’m in the Berkshires for the weekend

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/05/03/weekly-photo-challenge-from-above/#more-23669

Seven Ravens – Love, Sex & Poetry (Repost)

I originally wrote the poem, Seven Ravens, in October 2o11.  At that time, I was sick, I was depressed and I was overwhelmed. And, a relationship abruptly ended after a horrible incident. It almost broke me that it all was happening at the same time. Sensing that the only way I was going to survive the storm my life was in was to relax in to it and just let go. I felt like if I didn’t stop resisting eveything or if I kept trying to hold on, then I was truly was going to die.  I tried to do it my way. I tried to force my path. But, nothing was working.  I was filled with anxiety.  But, I was so afraid to let go of everything I knew. I was so afraid to change. I was afraid I would lose my friendships and my social life. I didn’t think I was strong enough to do what life was calling me to do. I was ready to give up rather than change.

Everywhere I went I was recieving little messages of comfort and reassurance from unusual places.  People out of the blue telling me it was going to be ok. Phone calls from people I lost contact with saying they had dreams about me. And, I was having reoccurring dreams of my decease sister and father holding my hand.  Talk about spiritual experiences!  

On one particiular day I was exceptionally anxious. When I am feeling anxious I chant and visualize my lucky number seven. While doing this, I take deep breathes. This practice seems to work like magic at calming me down and returning me to peace. So, one day after I was chanting and visualizing the number seven I logged into Facebook. I started reading status updates and then I saw “Seven, a journey” posted on a friend’s status. It was so unbelievable that as I was chanting and visualizing the number seven to relieve anxiety as she posting the number seven as a journey.

I called her and told her about the synchronicity of our actions. She told me Seven Ravens landed on her window ledge at the same moment I was chanting and visualizing the number. Incredible! She told me about the Native American meaning of Seven Ravens. Seven Ravens is a Native American symbol of a journey. The Seven Ravens come to you to provide you direction and safe passage in your journey.  As the Ravens sat on her window ledge, she prayed. Then one by one she watched as each flew off carrying her prayers into the wind. She said the Ravens gave her great peace and comfort. They were a confirmation that the choices she has been making are good for her. And, now she knew for sure I was on the right path as well. In traditional Medicine cards, Ravens symbolize strength and healing.

That was over 19 months ago. If I only knew how my life would be changed. If I only knew how much healthier I would be. If I only knew my broken heart would mend. If I only knew I would find peace and happiness within my own soul. If I only knew those Seven Ravens were providing me a safe passage on this incredible journey. Would I have continued on knowing everything I would eventually change and give up? I don’t know. All I know is the friends that really mattered are still in my life even though I don’t go out drinking with them. They support me now in what I am doing. What I do know is that Yoga has been a refuge and safe haven for me and has provide me relief and sanity on some hard days. What I do know is that my world has opened up and new powerful spirits and come in and refreshed my spirit with hope. What I do know is that I am healed and back to living. I am changed forever and that was supposed to be my journey all along. I was jus too afraid and stubborn to give in. But, oh what magic happened once I finally let go…

To those seven beautiful ravens, thank you for providing me safe passage. I am eternally grateful.

Seven Ravens – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Did you hear that?
It was a voice
Gently calling your name
If I close my eyes
I can play its melody
In my mind
Calling to you
The sound calms my spirit
And nourishes my soul
Softly drifting
It carries me to sleep
The sound of your name
Carried by the wind
Nestled gingerly
On a leaf
Floating miles
To my window
As if to heal me
And bring My weary heart Peace
In its presence
I say your name
As low as a whisper
I place it carefully
On the backs of
seven ravens
And ask the ravens
To protect your journey
And to keep you safe from harm
They leave my window
And take flight
Saying your name
With a message of love
Seven Ravens journey
From me to you
They wait
to softly kiss
your ear
Preached on the ledge
They sit
with the melody
of my name
On their backs
to sing to you
Their song
Of love and peace
Seven Ravens
A journey
Follow the raven
© 2011 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

 

Photo Credit
Fine Art Print Grimm FairyTale Seven Ravens & Girl 8.3 x 11.7 inches
by: Christina Lank
Retrieved Fromhttp://www.etsy.com/listing/114107463/fine-art-print-grimm-fairytale-seven?ref=market

I Saw You Today – Love, Sex & Poetry

I Saw You Today – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
I saw you
Today
My mind
Wandered
For a moment
Stopping me
In my tracks
Making me
Lose track
Of what
I was saying
The only thought
I was having
Was of you
Slowly brushing
My leg until
Your hand
Was completely
Up my skirt
You distract me
Do I distract you?
Maybe one day
Our bodies will collide
In a perfect moment
On the everyday
Path of sexual energy
And lusty desire
Maybe one day
Your lips
Will brush mine
As if you needed
Me to breathe
Maybe one day
We will look
Into each other’s eyes
And know
It’s time
Until then
I will enjoy
Excitement of your glance
And the sweetness
Of this fantasy
That plays out
Silently under my
Full breasts
Wanting the
Deliciousness of
Your touch
Quietly answering
The question
In your eyes
Yes!
I do
Yes!
I feel the same
Yes!
I want you
All of this
I think and feel
Because
I saw you today
(C) 2013 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

Photo Credit:

Carmen Alberti, 1968 | Spanish Figurative painter

Retrieved From:
http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2013/04/Carmen-Alberti.html

Weekly Photo Challenge – Culture

Ocean City, NJ in spring time is a time when many people start hitting the boardwalk. You almost see the anticipation of summer in their eyes.

The kiddie rides at Gillian’s Wonderland Pier at 6th Boardwalk were running. You could hear the kids laughing from clear across the boardwalk.

But, Ocean City in spring time isn’t all about sun and fun.it’s mostly about getting ready for the summer season. We locals have gotten used to the sounds of equipment from the Beach Replenishment. Sandy Devastated New Jersey’s beaches. Many don’t realize especially those who are land-locked how big a beach Replenishment project is. Check out these photos.

This little Guy isn’t from Ocean City. He lives in Estell Manor Park in Mays Landing, NJ. But I took his photo recently and thought he was cute:+)

Lastly, it just amazes me that I took all of theses photos and wrote and posted this blog all from my cell phone! Technology not only rocks but is part of our culture.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/04/26/photo-challenge-culture/

If Fish Could Fly – Love, Sex & Poetry (We Write Poems Post)

If Fish Could Fly – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
If fish could fly
And birds could swim
Drunk with desire
I would fly
Through lustful waters
Soaring to the peaks
Of sinful exhalation
With the touch
Of your hand
I would swim
Rhythmically
Through the air
With open arms
And wide legs
Seeing the world
Through drunken eyes
If fish could fly
I would soar
Filled fueled
Sexual attraction
Juicy With
You in my thoughts
If birds could swim
I would float
on my desire
Waiting on you
To stroke my breasts
As I spread my wings
For you to land
Snuggly on my hips
If fish could fly
And birds could swim
My world would be
Turned upside down
By the calling
Of heighten
Senses in your presence
Swirling
My libido
To an
Intoxicating
Climax
If physical attraction
And sexual desire
Are intoxicating
I would rather
Be drunk on
Desire
And wet by lust
Than wine
Drink my juice
Taste the sweetness
Savor the flavor
Let your head spin
Feel the ecstasy
In our embrace
Get drunk on me
Fly with the fishes
Swim with the birds
While lying in
The embrace of our desire
Soar with me
Let your imagaination
Take flight
As you float
Rhythmically with me
In our drunken
World of
Sexual Desire

© 2013 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

Photo Credit
Belonging – Karina Llergo Salto
Retrieved From:http://fineartamerica.com/products/belonging-karina-llergo-salto-poster.html
http://wewritepoems.wordpress.com/2013/04/25/prompt-153-changing-the-impossible/

Naked Salvation – Love, Sex & Poetry – Repost

“It’s easy to take off your clothes and have sex. People do it all the time. But …opening up your soul to someone, Letting them into your spirit, your thoughts, your fears, your future, your hopes and dreams, that is being naked. ~Rob Bell

Naked Salvation – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Standing
Before you
Stripped of all
Pretenses
I
Offer myself
As a gift
For your taking
I lay
My desire
Of body and soul
At your feet
Soaked
Wet
by
My hopes
Drizzled in
Your love
Naked
I lay
Under your
Spell
Entraced by
Your hand
That saved
Me
Salvation
In your presence
Guided
By your
Voice
Standing
Naked
Revealed
Yet
Not Afraid
Of what
You see
You see
Me
In You
I find
Salvation
(C) 2011 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

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Photo Credit:
Logan – By: Eric Wallis – American Impressionist Figurative Painter

Retrieve from:
http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2011/05/eric-wallis-logan-united-states.html

Quiet Desire – Love, Sex & Poetry

Quiet Desire – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Lips
Moisten with expectation
Of the moment
When yours
Meet mine
Heart
Beats with excitement
From the electricity
Passing between us
Yes
I say
Yes
Eyes
Locked in an embrace
Of no words
Seeing something good
Feeling something wonderful
Waiting
For you to touch
My breasts
And take ownership
Of my nipples
Erect by the warmth
Of your hands
Waiting for
Your lips to
Caress mine
Wrap
Your arms
Around my waist
Slide
Them down my back
As I arch
To meet your stroke
Pressing
My body into yours
Lose
Yourself
In my body
I love the sound
Of exhalation
In your thrust
Pushing me
To the edge
Of climax
Suddenly
An alarm sounds
I am awaken
Aroused
As I open my eyes
Moaning your name
In a moment of quiet desire
© 2013 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

NOT A BAD WAY TO WAKE UP:-)
Photo Credit:
C.M. Cooper – American Impressionist Painter
http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2013/04/CM-Cooper.html#more 

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The Home Of The Humongous photo challenge post

This is Brady’s Hoagie Dock at 67th Street and Ocean Drive in Avalon, NJ.  I spent a few summers making HOAGIES as we Philly natives call them but most of you call them subs.

Fun, crazy and hard work. Holiday weekends in the summer were insane! Lines out the door.

The owner, Becky, is a friend of mine. If you stop by tell her Linda sent you.

This photo represents UP to me in that it was were I lifted myself UP and dusted myself off after my whole life fell apart in 2007. Becky gave me a safe place to work hard and forget my troubles as I made people happy all day with HOAGIES

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/04/19/weekly-photo-challenge-up-2/

Beatriz Martin Vidal – Spanish Surrealist

This is absolutely gorgeous!

Photo Credit
Beatriz Martin Vidal – Spanish Surrealist – 1973
Retreived fromhttp://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2013/04/Beatriz-Martin-Vidal.html

Moving Meditation – Ocean City, NJ Beach

Tonight I set out on the Ocean City boardwalk to do a five mile powerwalk with my IPod blaring in my ears and quick stride.

Half way through my walk I felt an overwhelming need to slow down not just my body but also my mind. I turned off my IPod and I slowed down my stride to just a slow stroll. I started listening to the sounds around me. Of course I could hear the soothing waves crashing on the shore. But I also noticed other things I never paid attention to before. I heard the sound runners make as their feet hit the boards. I heard the sound bikes make as they roll past me. I heard the sounds of the trucks working on the beach replenishment project. But mostly I heard the sound of my own breathe and my own heart best.

One of the keys to meditation is learning how to hear sounds, acknowledge them but not get caught up in them and tonight I did just that. I kept returning my thoughts to my breath and the stillness in my mind.

I realized I was doing a moving meditation.  It occurred to me as I was doing it that if I can do that while walking why can’t I use the same meditation skills to center me in any situation. I am learning how to see chaos and not be drawn into it. I am learning how to see and feel stimulus without engaging it or reacting to it. I heard Roma Downey say, “there’s a space between stimulus and response that gives you a chance to slow down and choose “right” action instead of reaction.”  That’s what I am working on during my meditation practice lately. Slowing down and learning to choose my actions and not react to stimulus.

Just as my Yoga practice has relaxed and opened my body I’m using my Meditation practice to relax and open my mind.

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Strip Me – Love, Sex & Poetry (Repost)

Strip Me – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Strip me
Strip it all away
Take every last bit off
Peel it away until you reveal me
Reveal me to only you
Strip me naked
Until there’s nothing to hide from you
Bare my soul with you hands
Pull away my cover until
You see me
See me completely
I want you to see all of me
So take it all off
I have nothing to conceal
Strip me
And bask in my naked body
Strip me
Soak it in
Strip me
Naked
Strip it all away.
(C) 2009 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

Photo Credit:
Pascal Chove 1963

Retrieved from
http://www.tuttartpitturasculturapoesiamusica.com/2011/09/pascal-chove-1963-france.html

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