Torn Feathers & Free Eagle Wings

Betwixt a boulder & a brick wall,

My wings don’t seem to stand a chance at all!

Feathers stuck between slivers of rock…

& each lift I make nearly knocks me out!

The sky’s opening is only a taste bud away…

& the air is my tongue’s hope, on the tip of a star,

at the end of the day…

I twist left & right, jump for a soar…

got knocked on my ass again, like it ain’t already sore…

there just seems no way out before night-falls,

no way in hell I’m gonna give up flight…

Freedom breathes through every pore,

….the breeze of air in my wings, with a song in My Soul…

“I know why the caged bird sings.”

I fell asleep in this gruesome tussle,

wings, feathers & energy all ruffled,

dreaming of Magikal realities,

in a rare night of rest,

& the fight was on….

Again…

I clashed about & scuffed my claws,

panting & determined, in the brawl

for My Life,

for My Wings, for My Voice….

My King…

just to Free-Sing,

another Love Song,

a goodnite lullaby of Sweet Dreams

& Rested Wings,

to go meet My Shouldered Heart….

safe on His shelf,

between the novels of Life & Death do Us Part,

which has been given for safe keeping,

until Our eternal meeting.

With knowledge & determination!

I snag a few more feathers,

Who gives a damn? It won’t be my the death of Me,

but staying caged in …will be,

I’m on a flight to Rescue Realism,

tearing MySelf to freedom!

Smiling with felicity,

No, it wasn’t with simplicity…

I let the crap just fall….

Wing Tips, Feathers & All…..

For the air flowing throughout My Being,

Feelings …

none “Ever” like it

& We will Live OurStory to tell It….

with the pleasure of Pure Spirituality…

Souls connected on the tips of Four Angel’s Wings,

bound for Ever-Salutations & Greetings Face to Face…

battered, scorned, hurt, & scarred…

I’m breaking loose from these fuckin’ bars!!

I’m in tact & Eye smile…

shaking My Feathers,

thinking of an Eagle Journeys treasures…

Aching & sore…

I soar!!!

…to the highest peak…

Inhaling air like nourishment, like a quenched thirst I’ve so long seeked,

while embracing the Sun’s Rise withIn My Soul…. missing Her warmth & light….

the ecstasy of it…..of the future,

gently laying my feathers at rests position…

& I sing an Un-caged Melody…

Shaking Tears, Vibrating from years,

as notes flow freely, filling the air…

I watch the trees dance & sway,

to New Melodies of A New Day,

& Mother Nature Melodizes with me,

as I lose mySelf in the freedom of the Wind & Song….

……“Not much longer…..”

Urth Eagle has lifted Her wings from a Dragon’s Fiyah withIn… to be Free,

A Love Song for You & Me,

coming from withIn, with no external entry….

Her Joy Now comes from more than a caged song…

Somehow an invisible entrance has been found…..

From the implanted Love of Soul Seekers,

spilling heart aches, heartbreaks, love seeks, and love spots weak….

Ever-Seekers, no longer needing to seek, but spill….

The pain & love lost,

for freedom and New Love’s Kingdom,

at All Cost.

©10/14/12 LeTisha.Woods

Can We Make Soul Love?

sit down. will you? 

can we French eye-kiss?

can we? this time……

connect with soul vibrations,releasing tension,

from within your deepest desire’s destinations?

here,inside of you…..

where my enamored love lives…

I see where your weariness lies…

I see deep, passed your dark chestnut eyes…

I see the invisibility of your visibilities…

can I massage the ache in your brain? 

….from within…. 

will you,

allow me,

here, to release the nuisances & pain?

through the royal passages you hide, 

through the power I see within your eyes, 

I’ll enter into this pathway,

where all of You lies…

Magik traveling into your day’s worries & thoughts…

as life’s burdens occupy your mind….

I know it’s here that I will find

& feel your concerns, your aggravations …

your doubts,as its weight releases your presence,

into my grasp it lands, 

between the kneading within my hands…

unwind Baby,

let me rub the doubt right here

& the tire right there…

My Dear…

softly away

into nothingness, and my mind is clear…

upon your soul’s rest, 

as my fingers flow into caress..es,

within your deepest places, where you ache

rotating circular hand-motions in, on your internal shoulder blades, 

where pain wishes to reign,

but is obliviously dismissed,with the power of a crane…….

rubbing throughout, & easing out all distractions in your brain,

erasing before,implanting right now,

love rains down passim & we welcome submergence in Her steamy heat 

mutual muscle relaxation,

under my fingers & palms I flavor,

in simultaneous ease at your comfort, I savor..

the passion & love filling the air’s space, surrounds us,

intoxicated on love filled lungs & souls,

silky soul touches slowly & gently consume our bodies,

sending spirals of spiritual, vibrational connections channeled One to One

I spinal inner-circulating,

within You,

sending your tensensation-vibrations from here into nowhere..

my mind feels your needs from within, 

You're feeling me Wholly,

in the One-Ness that Is…

as I’m rotating on center-axis,

about your inner flesh

around Man-Ness,

centered-ness waistline….

‘round strength of My Man’s being Soul connecting

Face-Face....

My Soul…Your flesh….

& here we Greet –Raw Soul …to Raw Soul,

unbuttoning your chest-wall,

completely releasing your pressures

climactical, soul, depth wanton, desiring…

Our French kissing-eyes locked,passion & water- filled …

your stressed released & relieved presents smile, 

having forgotten the spoils of your day,

looking into the love of Your Queen,

freely willing to take all that away

happily unforgotten pressures,

indescribable words transformed into whispers of soul love,

as you unzip my flesh,revealing my barred soul,

with a smile,now, understanding the key you sought,

dwelled within you all along,

I smile back coyly,

knowing, some keys are only released with the desires of freedom, wisdom, trust & truth 

& Now, 

Spirit to Spirit

One Soul

~raw~ love exposure

exploring each other,

from most interior places,

in Our invisibilities,

all too often overlooked,

the Pertinent sections within the Best Sellers…

the keys aren’t always found in the contents sections or the index,

~It’s Within~

the keys to love aren’t always found in the past,

those were lessons…

the keys take home, within the present,

we live to go forward, 

the clearly visible, but unclearly seen beauty in front of our faces,

we look past,

yes… “lessons in love” are found from our past,

but keys in love are found within now,

because it begins within “Us”….with Self.

"We"

Unlocked & no longer two, 

One Soul 

Possessed by Pure Visible Soul Love

{whispers} Now, Can We Make Soul Love? 

...from True=ly within the depths Our Beings.

©Copyright Protected LeTisha.Woods.Bowie 8/18/12

Magik

Some believe it to be an illusion;

an unimaginable intrusion… of the mind, if willed

I call it…unleashed power within.

magnetic attractions of negative & positive flows….

Magik is.

When it’s taken you,

…in love makin’ to…the places…

 foreign to hot steamin’ bods

Imaginenations when souls synthesize

and forms evaporate

When Her love powerlifts life’s burdens

There is none but you and me

One.

One.  Sole.

One Soul

Some say its trickery

those don’t possess the magik key

Of vaporizing your fears, caressing your worries, gent-kissing softly, whispering your pain into obliviousness, neckling you mindless of blues, into clues of nothingness, but me and you

It’s true.

Let me take you…

There.

To magik- if you dare

….let me

Wash your tired back-ache free….

If only for Our rare moments of peace

interlacing Our souls

like grandma’s soft, moist, chocolate-chip batter concoction

Together- soul matter

soul and mind are all that matter

In the midst of our imperial hearts interfusion

we’ll make soul love magik

making lies truths

nonbelievers into apprehenders

My beloved…some call it phantasy

If so, I say come ride with me

Let me show you what I hold

Come into my ancient bejeweled within

Come inside my matrix magik fold

I’ll take you places dreams dream of

into and out of worlds of Our erotism

Flying eagles- We

On Our Own alchemy

Sensitivemotional and delicate touches

transforming into only “One”Self

Head over hill thrills, authoring spirit shivers, belly thrillers, and toe ticklers

All “One” can do is dissolve into realness

And we’re giddy kids soul dripping, like popsicles on a blistering summer day

Anxiety barely containing us ‘til “again”

And we know the truth

Phantasy magik is not

Or is it, as we?

Sole. Souls in Love

One. Magik in Love

Love Magik

© LeTisha.Bowie 5/31/2012

Mind Games

Mind Games by Urth Eagle Mind Games It’s no illusion, This confusion taking control; I feel I’m losing, I find no solutions, No progression…. Are there a suggestion, you can give me, for life’s refusal of deliverance? I’m assuming that it is my mission to be strong….. Overcome….. This progressing confusion…. This depressing illusion, of what I should be What should I do? Should I go on and continue the guessing game, Testing my depression? Do I eventually? Will I, overcome, what it is I’m wishing for? A Blessing. It’s complicated. Is it complicated? Yes. But, I’m determined to proceed in this elevation. Elevating my mind….hoping to achieve a higher education… Some stimulation to bring me to the light of my existence; Sight is so blurry, in my vision now, I see no way ahead, yet I know life is war, to survive…. The fullness of my heart…..my soul…. It’s at its peak I will overcome this oppression!…. depression!…. Anxiety. Grief. I’m weak…. Relief? That’s what I need. Am I unappreciative of the persistent assistance, from those who care? No. Yet I feel I’m a leach and deliverance seems so far beyond reach…. But, It can be accomplished! It’s just a cloudy path now…. To get passed this pain, before insanity seeps into my being! Freedom is my dream! Freedom from life’s pain!……..pain in my screaming Spirit is My Aim!! I don’t take who I can become in vain, I’m just tired of the games of men….of sin…. Will things ever be the same? No…not the same. Normal? Oh!!! My brain….the ache of wishing for my own fame….my dreams…goals… They are mine to have….it is time for my light to shine…to share Men, games, shame- My heart will never be the same….. Constant struggle seems wrong, yet it has made me oh so strong Now I have a story…..I have songs. Life ain’t all that long….. Betta’ get a quick grip! Go! Go out and make your own. Shit happens. Get up! Move! Ain’t nothing in life free. Work . Struggle. You were born to overcome! ……..the mind games ©Copyright LeTisha.Bowie 2011 ~Urth Eagle