Why Do Some People Attract So Many Mosquitoes?

It’s not a competition
But if it is, I’ve won
I am living the dream
And it’s only just begun

I’ve been used and betrayed
And poked in the eye
I confidently fix my crown
My head and my heels high

I smell like cotton candy
My skin is just as sweet
Small minds want a taste
Their otherwise incomplete

Mocked, misunderstood
For my great happiness
Pests cannot lift up others
Cannot comprehend this

My fairy tale was burst long ago
It seems overrated and overdone
I’ve had lovers in 14 countries
Though I’d settle for a lifetime with the right one

I’m attracted to sparkly humans
The kind and the generous in spirit
Pure intentions with a moral compass
And someone who’s a bit satiric

Give me one who is well-rounded
Equal parts naughty and nice
Some PDA? Yes please…
Don’t have to ask me twice!

Beaches, fireworks, roller coasters
Concerts, travel, wine and food
Or snuggles by a crackling fire
Gets me in the mood

Oh, I’ve been loved and hated
By men, but mostly women
Jealousy is a terrible disease
Glad I haven’t been bitten

I adore my female friends
We lift each other up
And slather on insect repellent
Sharing life lessons and makeup

My heart remains soft
Much like my well-chosen words
Honestly, I curse a little (or a lot)
But hate and bigotry is never deserved

I’ll age like fine wine
As I have no bitter roots
Beauty and old are not mutually exclusive
Occasionally I rock thigh-high boots

I have done my time in an office
Traded the boardroom to become a Goddess
Overcame challenges, too many me, toos
What, you expect me to be modest?!

I don’t care what others think
My character and integrity are gold
I’ve worked in war-torn countries
Like a lioness I am bold

My adult children are my heart
They are better versions of me
My parents are shining examples
How good a life lived well can be

It’s not a competition
But if it is, I’ve won
I live my life out loud
Because at 55, it’s just begun!

~Just L (December 4, 2018)

Author’s Note: A little love and silliness — the best antidote for pests!

A Spiritual Cleansing

My threshold was honored with a Shaman

Clearing the air with white sage and prayer

Thousands of years of spiritual union and ritual

Affirming my place in the universe and my lesson.

 

The Great Spirit said:

 

Ridiculous as the Pharisees praying in the square

Stay clear of those full of themselves, yet empty

Let not fireworks or betrayal make a fool of you

Stay true to the sacred way; ignore false piety.

 

You say the sky is blue; they say it’s not

Not being true causes harm

Reading between the gaslight lines

Sickness is not an ailment, it’s an alarm!

 

Taken for granted reflects on the ungrateful

One who awakens love with pure intention

Never cajoles, connives, lies, cheats, or steals

You deserve one’s full attention.

 

Your heart eternally embraces love

Once purpose served; numbered days

Stand firm in your beliefs,

Those without a moral compass will run away.

 

Smudging changes the ions in the air

It doesn’t matter Cherokee or Christian

My ancestors are shining

Reminding me of who I am.

 

I am already feeling freer

Truth’s light pushes out darkness every time

Testing their values match their actions

I’m am open to someone with a new story line.

 

~ Just L (December 1, 2018)

Where Two Rivers Meet the Sea

Tropical flowers are red,
The sky is blue,
The sun is hot,
And so are you.

Water taxis are white,
Yachts are rare,
The water is shiny
And so is your hair.

Roosters crow,
Chickens lay eggs,
Force is strong,
And so are your legs.

Mountains reach,
Up to the skies,
The sand is sparkly,
And so are your eyes.

Iguanas in hedges,
Mean no harm,
Arrival is safe,
And so are your arms.

Locals are pretty,
Guests have style,
My party is winning,
And so is your smile.

Two rivers meet the sea
In southern Jalisco
The Bay is beautiful,
Just like you.

~ Just L (November 29, 2018)

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Author’s Note: Yelapa, Mexico. Yelapa means where two rivers meet the sea.

Jamaican Dreams – Reprise

There is a place by the westward sea — salty sweet. Reggae jazz floods the sidewalk. One Rasta man and an empress — eyes meet. Where the darkest night met the light. And, a new day began.

-Just L (February 25, 2017)

via Jamaican Dreams

A selection from sweeter days with my dark chocolate….

Awash In A Wave (May 26 2018)

Lost in You (May 24, 2018)

The Poetry Between Us (May 22, 2018)

My Distant Love Appears Unannounced (April 18, 2018)

Voices In Our Heads (April 2, 2018)

Unconvinced (July 23, 2018)

September Heat (September 19, 2017)

“All will be fine love” (September 12, 2017)

I Keep The Time (May 9, 2017)

Oh Gloria (April 16, 2017)

There Is A Woman Who Lights Up The Whole Earth (April 13, 2017)

He Speaks Four Languages. We Share One. (April 1, 2017)

Is this what love is made of or does this seem absurd? (March 2, 2017)

World At Her Feet (February 27, 2017)

Thank you for enjoying my 390 poems on love and loss published here since 2015. See the “About Just L” section for my poetry published elsewhere since 1997.

I’d much rather be me than you, dear

How does it feel that your supposed seriously committed boyfriend was cheating on you with me until I discovered as much and broke it off with him immediately?

When you continue, long after the fact, to convince me that he loves you, flaunting headless body shots and posting mean girl memes to make your point, isn’t that queer?

He is no prize. I discarded him for good reason. Congratulations on your win.

I’d much rather be me than you, dear.

~ Lori J Bumgardner instead of Just L, because there is nothing poetic about this (November 18, 2018)

Author’s Note:

Confident women set healthy boundaries. They aren’t afraid to walk away when something isn’t working and the thought that they won’t be able to find better or that they will wind up alone doesn’t cross their mind. They can quickly see when a situation is damaging and will remove themselves immediately. Only insecure people put up with treatment that is unacceptable, in large part because they feel that that’s what they deserve on some level. When you learn to value yourself, you will weed out anyone who doesn’t truly value you.

Drafts from my upcoming chapbook on narcissists and cheaters. Working title: “Love Bombed”

If You Knew (Mark My Words)

If you knew how he felt about you
Your posts of him may not be so sweet
He does not sparkle with pride
Surely your love is not so complete

If I knew about you
I may have saved myself the trouble
Simply loving my own fabulous life
Until the truth be told burst my bubble

If you knew what he did without you
Where his energy was every last moment
You may not be so boastful
Don’t think I don’t see your torment

Once I knew about you
I drew the line, as a woman of integrity
Immediately resetting my sails
Reclaiming my authenticity

If you knew how he spoke about you
Harsh words, a reflection of his heart
If you had any self-worth at all
You’d, too, set yourself apart

If only I knew you
I’d give you the wisdom of my age
No promise or bond is worth it
You’ll become bitter and full of rage

Mark my words.

~ Just L (November 14, 2018)

 

 

 

Nothing Left to Say

In each conversation he challenged the trivial without ever addressing his heart.
“We’re all good” ; “Why you say that? ; “I’m just this way.”
Mostly picking specific words apart.
When his lies were revealed he had nothing left to say.

~ Just L (November 4, 2018)

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Author’s Note: He never cared to clear the air, you know. So, from my heart, memories of him and dreams of us, I let go.