prolific soul

it's unnecessary to find or uncover, this overflowing current is spilling over,
inhaling earth's aromas, I'm fertilized with infinite words,
increasing knowledge, soul herbs, a dash of pain, pure love,
some laughter, pinches of perplexity.... much pleasure
the blood of today's revelation-
as dirt's tossed to & fro, trying to cover me,
Eye inhale Her freshness, for She Is Me,
implanting my feet in what they consider debris,
shaking the sprinkles from atop shoulders & bosom,
assisting firmly grounded ancient feet.
See...these are the same of my ancestors,
who were bore for battle, sturdy roots, we still stand together.....
wombs, souls & bodies for life's unpredictable measures,
lacerations gifted, antediluvian healed still,
taking the power of shed blood, nurturing Our Mother Earth,
which they continue trying to kill
Eye don't dwell, where closed minds set me to rot

Allow your Soul's Ears to hear me,
Eye may be in 'this' location, the destination my 'body' began,
but Eye lift me higher & higher from fertile ground,
soul rooted, sprouting everyday, against storms,
stronger Eye stand
Ignorance bears strong winds against my wings,
but Eye brace (Ea)Urth & soul soar,
with nutrients from withIn, blowin seeds into worlds,
over yards, miles, lands & oceans, seeds of resilience,
because we were created to bounce back,
our minds have been hacked, gotta get that back,
back against the storms,
we dance, we jump, we sing in the rain & wind!
Knockin boulders back!
Aggghh!!! growin....standin like the Great Boabab,
listen.....my Soul's whistling
& She beats an Afrikan drumbeat 24/7,
because it was born In Me,
the invisible... Eye hear, Eye feel …..
Eye no longer suppress- If they don't get Me...
fuck the belittling, along with the rest,
hmph... I'll only give pardon for the sensitive folks,
not that Eye care, cuz Eye'm gon flow like Eye flow,
sometime frustration & anger got their own flow....
stared at & questioned for being who Eye Am,
What Eye see & how Eye feel,
…....that not only is Ancient Power being manifested,
the 'Truth' is being revealed,
Eye carry My Ancient power,
my seeds of inclination like Eye breathe,
because Eye Am Love, Eye am unity,
the ReBirthing of the truth in Souls is Me,
remembrance of the beaten, the killed, raped, the sold,
seeking to capture & love the awakening hidden,
my soul connects with my family everywhere,
without the working of my mind,
so fuck who rebuts me, get the hell behind

they're missed in this turmoil-ed world,
because of those who pretend to fight for the same,
doing the same, blinded by the game,
the politically correct quotas,
praying for deliverance from the capturer,
all in one same breathe holding to the demon for very life,
too thirsty for the lil permitted gain
to conceive they only get, as far as permitted,
climbing a borrowed man's ladder, using a skyscraper on loan,
than building Your Own stolen brother...nation...Home
Eye ain't playin! Eye meditate, internally radiating,
wearing my emotions & passion so strong,
I never knew, until a few, who have love for me told me so,
Eye smiled....Eye love.....
& serious looks are but a deep reflection of It, from withIn,
I could never explain, I carry It so strong, it's hard to erase some days,
coming from a place that never stops speaking, never stops thinking,
never stops implanting, therefore sometimes, stops sleeping.....

much of a minut portion of my soul...
my mold....it's what I give I've been told,
and yet the words in my mind still flow....
but I'll end this one here...
My Prolific Soul

© LeTisha.W. Bowie 8/18/13

Ascending

sifting the crisp pages of my soul,

I found pages of newness, pages of hope, & pages of visions…

among them…

Again.

…on recycled paper,

I continue on……

reminiscing of sleeping dreams,

that were never awakened

….visualizing the specks of the past, upon the sheets

never to be erase, but put into motion…

remaining traces……a reminders

of what has made me the Wombman Eye am,

an underlying determination….never lost…

teaching me forever…. continue to Love….

Love Me.

Love Life.

Love My People.

to Love Love.

speaking……

“Some may clinch to devotedness of One so strong,

It’s never been for you to worry,

It is an individual choice….

made to review, digest or embrace…

Your being….

Once that time is gone…..”

Long gone…..a smile upon my face….

Once more and forever….

My Soul holds and takes My utopia,

My Land of Milk & Honey,

Placed withIn Me…..before Me….

Me….No longer to be hindered,

by inconsideration of others,

the matters of players mate’s hearts or

those unable to conceive…

what comes from the deepness of Me….

an ancient Soul, I happen to be,

created as such, I encompass Me,

I am that Eye Am…..

Ever Mov-ing,

Ris-ing to better Me,

Reach-ing,                                                                     

I wing…..Seek-ing,

& Here….

I soar,

Ascend-ing to utilize My timeless-Ness,

the Power & Love in My Venter…

float-ing up & out!

like the beaut of fluttering butterflies for All…

I Lovvveee

© LeTisha.Woods 11/17/12

My Affirmation

young black girl swayin’…

caughtUp In each slight catch,

in the comfort breezes of Her Winds,

tappin’ & clappin’…singin’ to foreign beats,

feeling the beaT. beaT. beaT-ing rhyThms,

throughout every ounce of My Be-In…

flowin’ of Ancient rivers untold,

before Eye knew who Eye was,

certainly before Eye knew what the feelin’s were,

persuadin’ Her Winds to speak & melodize through

in haromonies & cadences….

rockin’ & movin’ to the Spirits & Hidden sounds of Her vibrations…

done.  

All InSide My body & soul flow- In….

withIn …

Boom!...Boom!..b.boom!

….as “They” whispered & watched….the grown-ups did

…the “lil black gal”

….assuming She was pretend---ing

Yet, she never stopped Her mov---ing

following to the caDences…

….with the beaT--ing…..melodies that carried Her heart

DeePer than DeeP…..inTo DeeP

The thrumMing of in My stePs

kept me moving

through continuous life’s combats…

fighting the every day’s ways of a society wrath

with their undercover missions to suppress

& some’s unconscious reality, of their own mental inhibitions

attempts to force death on My Root’s Wealth!

Boom! b.b..boom!

of the drums never-ending, beautifully in the distance…

ohhhh So close, in tempo with My Soul

Again & Again

Our Ancestors remind Me….. They’ve been Here from My Start

BOOM!!!

“In the light that only You saw…..in the belly fires You feel & were told to quench….

in the dreams You were taught to not to tell, by those who remain

under the slave masters spell.” 

….booooM. b.booooM. taP. booM!

(& the melodies flow through my soul…again & again)

“You will stand & flow like the Ancient River Nile,

running through Our One Soul,

the source of water & fertility….

You knew when they mocked Thee….

You knew when You seeked Thee….

You knew when You listened and found…..

as You have returned, You flowww,

ever unpredictable & undetermined,

nourishing the culture divided,

because, through the waters of Mami “We” are found

One.

in the rhythm Her waves, as You

as You flow withIn,

as the One beat of Our Heart’s drumMing….

You felt Your beginning before You began this journey…

As You are We

We are One

You ~Will~….Flow

of the Truth”

© 11/5/12 Copyright LeTisha.Woods

Rainstorm

I can feel the smile that curves Inside Your Soul,

into gentle flows,

onto the wind of Your poetic vibrations,

through words that never end……..

because they are love…..

as love “Is”……

“She Is Infinity”………

“Boundless”

& “Immense”,

like the butterfly kisses,

that drift from Your heart’s blowing,

pulsating gent-wing flutters,

to the Ancient Afrikan drum’s beats….

alive in the distance….

flowing through Yo’ Ancient King’s Soul’s veins,

drizzlin’ from each pore Your body possesses,

drippin’ onto the strings of my heart;

each drop playing a new note

to the ballads that river-run

from My Soul’s Song ever-where…

withIn You….

fluxing rivers of unique love compositions…..

now withIn the rhythm of You,

I’m in sequence of the occillations of strength & love,

flowing Your veins…

Your beat, My flow, Our rhythm are One Melodic vibration
Forces of Two Soul’s Love’s

delivering powerful harmonious cloud bursts!

showering Us in Unison

Her Magikal Euphonical Heavenly verity

One Soul

© Copyright LeTisha.Woods 11/4/12

Lift Him Up

assimilating every word obtained,

spoken through written sounds,

dispensing imagined stenches of expired bread,

& the bitterness found… all too late,

laying in dread,

childhood losses….confusion & a lovers pain,

were conveyed through His expressions…

he felt nothing in life…. he had gained,

I felt a painful stab,

as his heart bled, the soulful cries of need,

& an all too intimate story,

of the demand… for answers of a bit clearer vision

sounds inaudible, but ever so loud,

invisible to me, but clearer than the air I breathe,

He…

& the suffering of new losses,

the heaviest stones continue to pile before you,

as quick as you’ve shed them,

from air miles away,

I feel the pulsating within your thoughts,

as my belly-nerves do summer-salts,

all the unions, clubs, groups in the world,

and, this is reality “ the child left behind”

a mind’s tick-tocking clock resonates,

in a silent room,

wondering how to make it another day,

churn-seeking a resolution,

to His heart’s destinations,

for He still has hope,

Fighting against demons, temptations,

childhood & inner battles,

at times, he considers himself doomed…

My heart aches, in a need to deliver hope,

because there is a need & there’s room,

to deliver possibility- a resolution to an all too familiar song…

to deliver comfort, where between these too souls there’s so much space,

to grab him & say “You better hold on!”

Knowing my brother wants to devour this pain,

To rise up & follow His dreams,

To take hope by the reigns, and ride Her til the end of time,

In sunshine or rain

here, I can only embrace you with encouragement & love,

How can we heal this heart, which has been fractured multiple times?

in multiple places, & there’s no one to carry the fine,

a needed soul, that needs mending,

with capabilities felt, from places unseen,

I can uplift you my brother,

encourage you to hold on,

to all that you have,

to all that you own,

knowing all that’s worth value, is within your very Self,

which can give you strength to do things,

in indescribable depths,

Let go of all that “you thought” was holding you up,

because it was a familiar safe haven, & all that you knew,

because you were told what you wanted, but knew it wasn’t good for you,

they knowing your circumstances, stood on you,

watching the pulley bring you down,

sat back, never lifting a hand,

it’s time to brace yourSelf, time to take your own stand

I can assure you of the hidden HisStory,

which is,

You are more than you’ve been taught,

the time is now, to become of seeker of truth,

a conscious knowledge seeker,

determined to continue to overcome,

the HisStory that you know, is not Your own,

the King that lives within, will teach you,

giving you the power that you truly own

I lift You up!

© 8/2012 LeTisha.Woods.Bowie

& the Walls Come Tumblin' Down

….my folk! you quite theater doe’

presentin’ yurs a mesmerizin’ sho’,

they all reminiscing ‘bout stable careers, childhood dreams,

of romance scenes,

‘fo adulthood kicked dey asses into real  Awaken-ings,

& true horror stories b’came realities;

some choose ta watch yo movies, scene afta’ scene,

as if, dem sho’s in demselves, would fulfill dey dreams

while otha’s fully conscious of da bullshit you spit,

ta keep one captured, wit yo chain, ball, & trin--kets

smooth as a gentle, summa’s breeze, as yo mouth flo swept our minds, 

simultaneously it cut raza-blades into our souls,

our struggles, weren’t the fairytales you tol’

yo appealin’ ol’ happily eva-after’s,

& dey lived happily eva- after’s,

it ain’t da truth of da lives we wish fo’-

t’ain’t tales of da shed tears, of the workin’ po’!

t’ain’t da truth of our disembodied ancient ancestors soul’s cryin’

fuh ign’ance ta set our minds free!!

let’s tell’t like’t is “my” folk…for da love of you!!

da facts of dis life

dat we livin’

…ain’t cutting no deals

…it’s time ta get real,

while you swag’n suave’, wit yo hella-dip,

Kangol hat tipped to da side,

cigar smellin’ sweet….you like a rat,

spewin’ a cavity-filled, mouth full of lies;

to yo own fam …

freedom- searchin’ souls….

not truly givin’ a damn ‘bout our goals,

only how many of “our”dolla bills you can fold…

Carin’ less of whose mind’s or spirit’s you’ve sold

ta ya new massa, fuh today’s get rich quick scheme…

sellin’ yo’ stage play, over-nite quick-fixes to yo’ own folk,

even tho, ya don’t believe in ya own joke no mo….

spuing false hope, hidin’ the soul you lost to anotha form of coke

flashin’ yo’ wand….feedin’ hisStory’s miracles out yo’ magic can,

at da cost of anyone’s energy, dat will ride on yo desert land

compensated smiles,

you beginnin’ to know yo err’, yet know no way out…

continuin’ ta nourish yo people wit da ign’ance until we all in drought,

instead of spillin’ yo Awaken-ing…

da deceptions….da lies

learnin’ yo’self…

teachin’ da way ta self-education

                                     self-preservation

                                   self-motivation……self-love.

Free Truth!!!

but at da cost of a few bucks & our soul’s health,

Resurrection …..ReBirthin’ of a nation,

you bring us death.

rather kill yo family, than ta uplift & save even yo own lousy soul,

fa pieces of temporariness, that ain’t even yo own.

The ever……Our inheritance….Ours

tryna seekin’ the truth…

turning the pages of destroyed, with a fine toothed-comb,

while you lovin’ some impermanent specks of gold, nice car, hella-home…..

at the cost of climbing yo’ masters ladder,

a lil’ pocket clitter-clatter,

my love, just a message of wisdom

…..soon as ya step out of line….

rock bottom gon’ sound mo’ like a thuDDah

We’re watching in despair, but…..

We’ll be lookin eye to eye again Pretender…

My Brotha’s..…My Sistah’s Keeper..….My People’s Slow Killer…..

And We’ll say….

 “So glad You’re Awake, You can take your mask off now, You’re back home…

    let’s get to work, there’s progress being made here… We’ve been building.”

©LeTisha.Bowie 8/5/12

Mental Slavery II.... The Black People's Path of Survival

©LeTisha.Bowie 3/25/25

Urth to Andre

‎Urth to You

....dedicated to Brother Andre Cameron

let your emotions guide you to your divine being ...
because your worth is more than you're seeing
let go of the ghost....set the shackles free....
rise up and shine like the king you were born to be....
i c u....and i hear the man within risin' up just keep your focus grounded and let go of the hurt......
wisdom comes from all places.....in all forms and faces....
take to the good and leave the bad.....
you know where you've been ....you know what you had.....
use it as a step to climb up on your throne....
you on your way my brotha! you on your way.....to that ancient home....
the home within ya.....keep seekin' the true you ...
your true visibility and desires are clear....
i hear u and i c u.....your power and elevation are HERE!!!! 
Ase’....Much Love and Peace....Keep it Up Brotha Andre!!!
~Urth to You

No Barriers Block My Progression

No More Barriers 2 My Progression by Urth Eagle No Barriers to My Progression No more changes 2 please the likes of U Lovin’ U was da easy part, but of Your expectations- I’ve only met few Livin’ life, being da best of who Eye am; just ain’t enuf; Ya see…..I haven’t given up my Eyedentity, No, not enuf 4 U, but too much 4 me! U longer desire me, but 4 me 2 b u, Or who “U” think I should b, yet “I’ll no longer b, Who it is that “Eye” see” Didn’t realize I needed a degree, when I signed on da line, Didn’t realize it took a Master’s 2 help uplift fellow mankind, Oh, but what U’ve failed 2 comprehend: My possessions can’t b gained in college single-han……ded! Nor, thru the tunnel vision of a suppressed deaf tone! Inherited! The thriving 4 knowledge….. The instinct desire 2 love…… The natural motivation 2 feed……. The internal Spirit 2 move, when My child’s in need My soul 2 sing, cry, shout, love Da consciousness 2 realize all of the above Whatever is necessary 2 make life livable Whatever is necessary 2 bcome unforgettable 2 leave a perceived pathway of da unteachable things…. Those that can’t b taught by da highest professor- nor deans…. Da deep rooted & buried truths, loves, da knowledge’s of all-ways. Of ever. Of Ancient. Of All tunnels & All bays…. If being me ain’t good enuf 4 U, Or U, or U 4 that matter Eye know Eye’m good enuf 4 me! Step! It’s time u go U blockin’ my progression Got kids 2 raise, life 2 live & life 2 leave U grown-should already b raised That’s 4 da kids Education should rim-fill ur dayz Da changes I make, r 4 an uprising Walk forward, Walk upward or walk on! But, Don’t block My Progression!! © LeTisha.Bowie 11/2011

Womb Roots Emblem

breath’s bassinet of life reservoir of ancient mysteries miraculous wonder-womb pumping the life of humanity, as with the heart’s necessity to the body flowing manifestations of life and death belly expanded to divers shapes and sizes beaut moon, expressing stretched artistic roots stretched over lunar eastward yoni producer and supplier of minerals… nutrients for Her new glorious Heir validation of Goddess divinity womb…Wombman origin….root of life source of existence wearing stretched root emblems of love love Her blood has sprang into cosmos ever Womb ROOTS EMBLEM by Urth Eagle

Crowned By Birth

Guide to my destination, Leading Mighty Whirlwind, Spirals of Spiritual Wisdom present a tornado, Ready to take on all! Kinky, Full of strength and force! My frizzy, My curly bunch of tightness Like mini twisters, going left, going right, Complex and swift led …..and underneath- wavy funnels of black frizzies, The drive of My Sistahncestors It is the steering wheel’s control of My future, A flashlight that guides the Earth’s magnificence, Transmitted on from ancient memories, A mass of inherited twisted knowledge, Yet Spiritual channeled to be known. Separating into tiny, spring-like, corkscrew shaped, Thick, Bushy, Wooly mass, carried from antediluvian Goddess, Perfectly, Master-made brown and black beauts. My crown The rise of My Fullness, A continuously expanding growth….. Outward- Upwards- Because, it guards My Goddess My Crown ….crowns a Mighty Feminine Cocoa Queen….. Confusion to the enemies, Connection to My Sistah Goddess……protected Crowned by Birth! Crowned By Birth by Urth Eagle © LeTisha.Bowie 9/11/10 AKA “Urth Eagle”

God is Black Goddess

God is black goddess by Urth Eagle