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

poetic canvas in motion

been admiring your word play for a while,
from a distance, rightful reservations,
yet, the mere pleasure & enjoyment
of an inner magnetism,
poetically pulling at my roots,
emotional pencil-strokes,
painted sexual persuasions,
vamped up descriptive tongue flow,
each morsel, all the more tastier
but, ain’t nothing more delicious
than indulging in the will of your words,
as actions move into word's way
& I must say you’re quite a display,
Eh...
beautifully chocolate-dripped canvas peace,
up in my soul's mind,
crossin' my visual palpitations,
elevating throughout my nature,
rock-a-bye babying my mesmerisations

beguiled with your way,
your sway... silent word's rays,
strongly...gently uprooting my vibrations,
making A heart give way,
with execution, from pages, from lips,
sip by sip....captivating this body,
every belly butterfly-winged-tip
& soul conversations...
“the way” poetry & action concoct...
touchings to my satisfaction,
setting fire to flames
needing to catch my breath,
but, you quickly catch it for me,
in tenacious, cryptic kisses,
upgrading the heat & free flowing furnace
ablaze lower quadrants

knowing this physical affection,
which was birthed withIn the Unseen
will melt us....
into puddles of sweet cocoa & sienna swirls of love
I pressed
pressed
my need into your plead,
freely permitted
permitted
my love to run Her currents.... slowly painting
a permanent seduction
tree root deep
into the breathing treatment you're giving me
swiftly sifted away into your gentle, manly
into your desired persuasions, withIn my own
feather kissing the tip
of your high,
& you gripped
my imagination,
with your sexy vibratory aura...
sending ineffable sensations,
tongue-twirling,
caressing,
causing mental arrest,
lovin' on your firm flexes,
in sync
we ride,
sack deep in your sway,
words incomprehensible at this degree,
our motions are poetical slow saltations
E-Motions fill it up
& I'm lovin' 'your way',
your heart’s lips,

lost withIn my home, in you
all control lost, in this universal slip,
licking my lips,
in the pleasures of your length & measure,
as you cum-prehend 'my' love potion,
no place, time nor words can describe,
this insatiable, slippery, hot mouth ride in motion,
this soul explosion of bodies knock-rocking
no worries & sensible sounds are bound,
I'm filling you & you're filling me,
for 'actions' are the motivation of heart & soul lovIn

poetic love fluxing, soul to soul,
nothing to hide, no need for facades,
homes is the place, that lives withIn the hearts
of souls
releasing all aches, pain, weariness, tiresomeness,
into the Real...
lovIn...
here.
where I found actions, to words
where my love runs tree root deep,
in search of a 'feel me'
that 'fills me'
& when you “feel” me,
I ‘fill” too, completely.


© 8/2/13 LeTisha.W.Bowie

Fresh Seeds

Soul to Soul

This will be my 1st actual live spoken word performance with a group of wonderfully, inspiring family of artists.
Excited & nervous having been writing & recording for years, but only to family & close peers....I still cannot pass up this rare local opportunity. Grate-Full for this blessings. Peace & Light!

A Poet/ess’ Divine Flow

honored by the thoughts,
or lack there of…
humored at the audacity…
unfazed by your outsight…
of my expressions of Self.

but it is a must that you know,
a few things that are for certain,
don’t make the useless mistake of thinking it’s for your sake,

that I convey my love, my anger, or my fear,
my joys, my pains, uplifting, or drying tears,
encouraging true love, persuading strength…
to go on,whatever my soul unfolds and presents;
it is not for the undesired’s hearts’ intent.

no, don’t you stumble on your own error,
thinking my words are for your unwanted pleasure,
you don’t like the exact words that I choose,
don’t care for the particular paths of, which I muse

either you comprehend it, or you don’t
some desire to, some won’t,
don’t prefer my flow,
keep rollin’ …down the river, keep strollin’…

I’m gon’ keep evoking words and melodies,
holdin’ it down for The Divine Poets & Poetess’ flow-ing with me;

lovers of truth and depth gon’ stand,
to hell with the rest, it’s a part of Our plan…..
Even then, understand….

these thoughts are mine,
from within me,
my creativity is divine,
I don’t think of opinions,
when I’m writing on the lines of my mind,

I deep dive into the great sea of my inner being,
flowing through the waves of eyes, smiles, hopes,
screams,emotions, remembrances, love,
reminisces, feelings…. of dreams;

manifesting raw truth,
soft or tough, in love,
I’m coming,with hard-core verity,
of mySelf no stunting.

no shows to fit into pretty setups,
no standards or guidelines,
love it or hate it,
I’ve learned singularity is rough….

I was born this way,
unique with my own sway,
I don’t birth bogus,no hocus-pocus…

don’t look here for contemporary simplicity,
your bound to get bitten by the authenticity.

©LeTisha.Bowie 7/27/12

The Soul Evoking Poetess 'Urth Eagle'

"Urth & Earth Poetusic Group" on Facebook

~this is a group of Artisians & Art Lovers of All dimensions....art, poetry song, music, etc to share and/or enjoy the love or art. Peace, Love & Light ~Urth Eagle Tisha

https://www.facebook.com/groups/urthearthstudio/?fref=ts

Black History for Eternity Presents more of us.......

I look at the world

BY LANGSTON HUGHES

I look at the world

From awakening eyes in a black face—

And this is what I see:

This fenced-off narrow space   

Assigned to me.

I look then at the silly walls

Through dark eyes in a dark face—

And this is what I know:

That all these walls oppression builds

Will have to go!

I look at my own body   

With eyes no longer blind—

And I see that my own hands can make

The world that's in my mind.

Then let us hurry, comrades,

The road to find.

"Art Heals Us" Urth Eagle Tisha interview PT II with Camara Rajabari

"Art Heals Us" Urth Eagle Tisha interview PT II with Camara Rajabari www.ArtHealsUs.com

Art Heals Us! Part 2 Interview: UrthEagle Tisha Bowie from Camara Meri Rajabari on Vimeo.

"Art Heals Us" Urth Eagle Tisha interview PT I with Camara Rajabari

"Art Heals Us" Urth Eagle Tisha interview PT I with Camara Rajabari www.ArtHealsUs.com

Art Heals Us! Interview with Artist/Poet UrthEagle Tisha Bowie from Camara Meri Rajabari on Vimeo.

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

Urth & Earth Audios 1

Urth & Earth Poetic Audio 1 by Urth Eagle