Wow!

It’s been so long since I posted anything. This whole month I’ve been spending most of my time with Warrio and we’ve been shopping and dancing and chatting both voice and video and basically having a good time. We tell each other good morning and good night outside of the grid worlds.

He asked me to partner in 2nd life as well as AMV and we did and will also partner in Neverworld grid. We dance in the AM, shop and plan and explore the rest of the day and then go dancing at night as well. His region in AMV is now attached to mine and we have a beautiful bridge that goes across.

It’s been a beautiful couple of weeks and I have been much too much busy to write much. I am currently working on the makings of a garden in AMV as well as us figuring out what to have as home in Neverworld.

In Secondlife we live in my house on my small parcel and also go to his island home. The alts have been moved to an apartment building and I mostly plan to retire them except as holders for extra groups and for shopping. All of them have friended Warrio and he can see their locations if/when they are on. I keep no secrets.

So it’s been quite the whirlwind romance and currently we are putting together a wedding in AMV with the support of our good friends there.

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Chronicle

He was tall and strong and offered dreams
His eyes held me in spell
But I was just a wild thing
Who never would do well.

Tattoos on his arms with curves
With muscles underneath
But oh when he got mad at me
The hard words came unsheathed.

For one day we were king and queen
Then ruled in castle bare
Yet so much history between
Killed off all his care.

So it was his lips were sealed
Just as my soul was named
The last day I could wait came on
Then I was not the same.

He lives on in my heart it seems
But I can’t tell you why
Perhaps sometimes a moment’s dreams
Can still cause one to cry.

No one knew how much I felt
‘Cause I’ve a wild heart
But when I’m close to him I melt
Wish we would never part.

So for some days I slept right there
Inside the house he owns
And rode my horse upon the field
Went back to bed in stones.

Yet never did he give me sign
That I was in his heart
So on that night of Halloween
I evermore would part.

Abandoned body, packed my clothes
Masked I attended ball
In black for that is how I felt
Emotions took the fall.

I’ve been told I deserve more
Perhaps that may be true
Pity for the ones who serve
the ones who have no clue.

For what is life we take with us
But memories and shame?
I shall make no further fuss
Or even say his name.

Halloween 2024
Sage

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Rebaked

Staccato scenes pictures unfold
Moments by, and some were gold
Some were rustic, buried deep
Within the ground – yet not to keep.

Thus the body now remade
But yet the same as plans were made.
To background go and laid to rest
Then carried out with list assessed.

To hide among a list of names
But yet appearance much the same
The interchange is carried out
To start anew as it’s about.

Some may guess and some may know
Words, as always, still do flow
The screenshots too will post enshrined
Uppermost within her mind.

Might be a silliness of heart
Yet oftentimes a brand new start
Breathes fresh air into a soul
Where that really is the goal.

10/28/24
Sage


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The Terminal

It’s 6:30am and I don’t know why I am awake, but the muse is knocking on the door with a metaphor.

He opens the door to his world and I peer though;
Seeing it as a terminal through which planes fly
Into a different existence than the one I have been living.

A taste, a peek, an observant moment
That makes me see my world is too crowded, too tangled
So full of the unnecessary – I’m not ready to fly, unburdened;
Such that this ticket to ride may take deep preparation.

Stacks and stacks and stacks of my life
Fed into the system over time drain me dry
Yet now I’m in a hurry to unloosen all the strife
So I can cross the door, board the plane, and fly.

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Delta

(Old poem – Wednesday March 4th, 2009)

Substituting "y" for "x"
Accelerates the rate of change
Increasing my percentages
Of happiness, which feels strange
Yet wonderful if it be known,
Potential bleeding through
Amazed at how much I have grown
Since I have been with you.

For adding H unto the "y" (why?)
Fills heart with life and meaning.
The averaged day has love in it
While toward you I am leaning.
Equal portions of my time
Are spent on many doings,
Yet all the minutes of my rhymes
Essentially, I'm cooing.

I find myself equation solved,
The puzzle opens up.
So in this I am resolved
To not us interrupt.
Division before multiplied
Proved to be my answer,
So in the time this life is spent
You are the great enhancer!

Author note:
[What happens in the night when I study math and numbers
and come awake with a brain balanced on both sides, and
a heart full of the most marvelous things!]
Addendum. It was a relationship that was great when it was
new and went on for about five years. But like many, it wore
itself out and we found we wanted different things, as to
location and lifestyle. A lesson, not a lifelong...
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Wizardry

When you know you’ve met a wizard
And you find you’re falling in
Line-dancing back and forth across your brain
To seek what hides within.

And every journey taken
Is bound to blow your mind
The hunt is under taken
To seek what you shall find.

The mysteries of intelligence
Are bound to catch you up
A voice that’s cloned in elegance
You won’t want to interrupt.

He’s teaching you in warp drive
To dive into the web
It may be soft, it may be jive
Down the trail you are led.

When you can’t see the ending
But you know you’ll follow through
Today, tomorrow and next week
You’re stuck where he put glue.

Exhilarating seconds
Just seem to pass so fast
Before you find your footing
And say “that was a blast”.

Now you begin to wonder
Where his path is leading
And though he push you under
You’re not broke or bleeding.

When every kiss is heaven
Every cuddle touch your heart
On interest becomes seven
In that catalyst of art.

At first it was the avatar
And then it was the brain
Next the voice that pleases
And all the rest remain.

You want to be much more than you
Reverse the spell he’s cast
Now and then you catch a clue
Then hope that this will last.

9/9/24 – Sagefairy

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Just Because

(and another from the old book – June 29, 2004)

Just because you’re more verbose
Doesn’t make you right.
Just because I don’t agree
Doesn’t mean I want to fight.

Just because your mind can judge
Doesn’t mean you should criticize.
It’s not fair to them until you learn
What life’s been like through their own eyes.

Just because I don’t point out
Your anger and your blame
Doesn’t mean that I don’t see
That you’re just calling names.

Just because you feel deprived,
Doesn’t mean you really are.
We all have dreams, though different;
We all wish on falling stars.

~Sage (June 29,2004)

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Acertainable

(From March 12, 2005 – This is an old one which was published and which I am still fond.)

Sometimes I am admissible
And sometimes barely passable
But mostly I’m compatible
When I am having fun.

My humor is digestible
Intelligence detectable,
My passion indestructible
And I am never rarely won.

At times I feel incapable
And think that I’m erasable
Then try to be effaceable
But stick out like a thumb.

There are times when I’m expressible,
In argument, impassible
You’ll find that I’m advisable
In writing, not outdone.

🙂
(“rarely” being a change from the book version)
– Sage

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Evolving

I was given creativity
As a survival tool in need
My survivability
To re-invent myself indeed.

The solid core that lies inside
Belied by changes that don’t hide
Today my hair is short and red
Tomorrow maybe blonde instead.

Shape-shifter though I might be
Real life impossibility
So I enjoy it while I can
Apparently it unnerves a man.

If I enjoy my inner child
And let her out every once in a while
I have to say it keeps me young
As much as sense of humor, hun.

A friend once said “You’ll never be old”
I think I agree – that notion is sold
I play at work and work at play
That’s how it goes from day to day.

Ideas I drink up from a vast fast hose
Too many to follow. and that’s how it goes
Prioritize is my stock in trade
It’s difficult to let all the others fade –
(‘Cause ADHD is how I was made.)

But I swim in a sea of colors and thought
I like to share what I’ve made and bought
I wish everyone was so inspired
Most just seem to be brain-tired.

Those of us evolving souls
Fill in all the gaps and holes
In existence of society
Without my kind, no color would be.

I will never be a one
To say life was empty, when it’s done
For all I’ve done, experienced
I’m grateful for a life enhanced.

– Sage

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Examined Reasons

Truly I never knew him
The time we company kept was short
And dates were subject to abort.

In that persona
I never knew his real name
Only viewed his claim to fame.

Of the attraction
Oh I heard the stories told
And sympathized as sorrows rolled.

Yet in the end it was only
The endorphins is what I have to say
Simply because I was made that way.

Yes that’s how it was
A little sex and climax too
There I felt and stuck like glue.

But guess what?
Endorphin glue, it does not last
It’s all done, what’s past is past.

See ahead…
And past is prologue, start anew
As much as I’ve been truly through.

Thoughtful >
I know the best is yet to come
As I stand here under the sun.

  • Sage
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