Oh wily
and would a stab to ****** be a lie
and no fool
wicked, twisted in deceit
a weak little lamb to defile
nay, would not a lamb know folly
after years of observation
no fool I say
when tears fall down like rain
knowing the truth
not an object
not anymore
never again
to give light to treachery
and the raindrops still fall
knowing what is needed
is so far away
when wily coyote attempts to play on trickery
but no fool, no fool

The sunset glistens through the trees,
The forest floor is covered with pine needles and leaves,
The trees in the breezes creak and moan;
I love coming here alone.

Everlasting ferns at my feet,
A pile of rocky boulders make a beautiful seat,
When I come here I think of days of long ago;
And about creeks that bubble and flow.

*~Marian~

The owls doth roam and birds do sleep at night
Millions of stars twinkling in the dark sky
The moon in the starry night sky puts forth light
The morning is very soon drawing nigh!
All is so quiet, peaceful, and so cold
Night wears it's gown of pretty midnight blue
Wears colours dark by night, by day picks bold
I know this to be acurately true!
Cars silently driving by on the street
I snuggle underneath my warm comforter
The moon watches over people that sleep
Sometimes I hear at night a rain shower.
I sit here on my bed watching cars drive
When I'm asleep all my dolls come alive!

*~Marian~

The sun is setting in the pretty west
The colours reflect in the mountain stream
All the birds fly homeward to their warm nest
And I go homeward so I too can dream.
The katydids are calling from green grass
Mingles with the sound of the waterfall
Reminds me of golden days that have passed
I hear the beautiful wood thrush's call.
The lilacs fill my bedroom with perfume
Her petals were made by gifted fairies
I put her in a vase so she can bloom
All through my room her perfume carries.
God make my life to brighten other's more
I hear the sweet wood thrush's call no more.

~Marian~

She bit down 
drawing blood from tensened shoulder,
rocking gently
as I fought to hold her.
Writhing flesh 
on flesh and bone,
cussing my name 
in empassioned tone.
Nails tearing 
sweat stained skin,
sinking down 
drinking me in.
Head thrown back
eyes wide shut,
slapping my thighs
with reddened ****.
Tongues flaying flesh 
from up turned necks,
teeth spittle stained
with whitened flecks.
Fingers tangled
pulling hair,
Beyond the point
of sweet despair.
Hips gyrating
screaming mouth,
as once again
the north meet south.
Passion spent
and shared and tasted,
nothing wanted
nothing wasted.