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For the Lady Ionia, Queen of the Blogosphere

I have shielded my eyes against her bright beauty, her brilliant wit, her shining soul.
I have bowed before her rapier tongue, welcoming the fiery warmth of its lashes against my back.
I have kissed the coal-burning footprints she leaves behind as she tours her universe.
I am but one of her many minions, grateful to be counted among them.

I speak in hyperbole, but I speak with love.
I speak with a sly smile, but my heart breaks.
I speak only a few words, but my mind explodes with all else that I want to say.

I beg the forces that be, let her rise again.
Let me again feel her fiery words as they blaze through the fiber optics of our connection.

The heat of her love purifies me.
Her words sing to me.
Her generosity humbles me.
Her silence is deafening.

I beg the forces that be, bring her back from the ashes,



For context, here are two related posts. Please read Ionia first.


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Briana Vedsted


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Categories: Poetry

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Marie A Bailey

Writer, blogger, knitter, cat lover, and introvert.

31 replies

    1. I’ve never felt such a strong and loving bond with someone I have never met in person. You rule in my universe. And I expect good news soon πŸ˜‰


  1. OMG beautiful! So happy to see the lady herself reply:>) She needs these tributes to her to hold her up in the light. Such wonderful words…hugs!


    1. Thanks, Patti. I was also surprised and thrilled to see Ionia’s comment. Actually, relieved too because, like you, I think she needs these dedications to bolster her strength.


      1. I am grateful, too. It is amazing, how love can really draw people together, from across the miles, and feel like we’re standing side by side. And I’m so glad I get to be a part of the Ionia support group. She’s one fantastic lady and friend, and so are you.


  2. What powerful prose! Ionia and her spirit are so vividly explained through your imagery. I love this and know that she will also. You rock Marie and you too Ionia!


  3. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! Glorious, glorious, glorious! A poem be-fitting our wonderful queen and her heroic journey of the moment!! Tears in my eyes reading this!! πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚


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