Good Intentions and More Poetry

I believe there’s a road to hell paved with those very intentions.

Remember how I thought there would be time?

There wasn’t.

I did go to the Sunday munch and had some really interesting conversations, some with aisha, that I want to write about.

I have a couple other topics rattling around.

However, to be truthful, it’s not going to happen tomorrow, either, I imagine.  Tomorrow will be the last day my friend is in town, and we’ll do something tomorrow night, which will be fun, but then, I think, on Tuesday things will be back to normal, and I’ll be back and more wordy.

In the meantime, I’m going to add another couple Sara Teasdale poems, because, well, because I can.


If I should see your eyes again,

I know how far their look would go —

Back to a morning in the park

With sapphire shadows on the snow.


Or back to oak trees in the spring

When you unloosed my hair and kissed

The head that lay against your knees

In the leaf shadow’s amethyst.


And still another shining place

We would remember — how the dun

Wild mountain held us on its crest

One diamond morning white with sun.


But I will turn my eyes from you

As women turn to put away

The jewels they have worn at night

And cannot wear in sober day.

Sara Teasdale




Advice to a Girl

No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
Lay that on your heart,
My young angry dear;
This truth, this hard and precious stone.
Lay it on your hot cheek,
Let it hide your tear.
Hold it like a crystal
When you are alone
And gaze in the depths of the icy stone.
Long, look long and you will be blessed:
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed.

Sara Teasdale





I Would Live in Your Love


I would live in your love

as the sea grasses live in the sea,

Borne up by each wave as it passes,

drawn down by each wave that recedes;

I would empty my soul of the dreams

that have gathered in me,

I would beat with your heart as it beats,

I would follow your soul as it leads.


Sara Teasdale


About MsConstanceExplains

Ms Constance has been actively involved in the BDSM/Leather community since the mid-1990’s. She is the Founder of the Louisville Munch as well as its hostess for ten years, from 1997 to 2007, and was christened as “Louisville’s First Lady” by her community. As a member of various BDSM/Leather organizations, she has been nominated for Pantheon Woman of the Year as well as regional awards, and has been nominated with her slave, drew, for Pantheon Couple of the Year. She serves as Special Events Director for the Great Lakes Leather Alliance. She produces the Bluegrass Leather Pride Contest, sending contestants to Great Lakes Leather Weekend, and was Presenters Committee Chair for Leather Leadership Conference 2010 Great Lakes/Ontario. She has produced and judged Leather events and contests, been instrumental in the organization and creation of various groups and clubs, advised and encouraged other communities and endeavors, and produced a performance by a BDSM comedian. Groups around the country use her writings in information and introductory packets, and she is an occasional columnist as well. She and slave drew hold the titles of Great Lakes Master and slave 2003.

Posted on July 23, 2012, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Love the poems, particularly the first one.

    “Or back to oak trees in the spring

    When you unloosed my hair and kissed

    The head that lay against your knees

    In the leaf shadow’s amethyst.”

    What a beautiful image!

    And i started to blog about some of what we were talking about last night in today’s post too – but i couldn’t figure out what i wanted to say quickly enough…. It was nice to see you though!


    • I love Teasdale. I have loved her for about 40 years, and her poems still amaze me in the simplicity of the language, the perfection of the meter, and the detail of the images she paints. I’m glad you enjoyed it.

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