SpeechLess Conversation

lovin ever second of how you do you,
even from the furthest, you send love's vibes...
keep ridin my high,
as I adore the sounds your silence speaks,
peeking through every crevice withIn me,
invisible love letters float about,
formatting words into love tunes...
absent of audible sounds,
reaching the unseen depths,
holding me bound, by speechless conversations,
surpassing all that infinite words try desperately to reveal,
creating what produces touch's wanton to survive,
setting fire to Her desire...
to Be...
the way we touch the sky & picnic seabeds,
making soul love, soundLessly...
communicating with embraces,
that have no need for arms,
gently ringing-around Our Soul-sies,
waltzing with the wind, in which we correlate...
silent conversations of lovers...
superceding the power words
Infinite, yet..
they never manage to explain the height of 'this'
loving ever second....ever breath...
of how you do you,
speaking into my deepest rhythms,
hidden in places where hopeLessness lied to me...
and in 'these' moments...
your lips that move me, never move
none more endearing and breathtaking,
as Our Speechless Conversations,
before you literally take my breath away.

Copyright 5/3/13 LeTisha.W.Bowie
AKA Soul Evokin UrthEagle Tisha

The Dragon

tryin’ to leave these peaches creamy,

knowing they’ve been crap

tryin’ to close this chapter correctly,

don’t like bad raps

as he leaves this shell he left of a being,

both knowing it ain’t had sweet flavor,

been nothin’ but hell just livin’

wide-busted this casket…..Open!

so Eye can see…Eye can breathe….

freed My Soul, My Heart, My Song…

Freed Me!!

But, there’s a foot still on my back

I’d hate to put one on a neck

to move your steps

keep squealing foreign soft, flat tunes

I can no longer stand the buzzing in my ear,

that’s brought nothing but gloom year after year,

nothing would do, l was oh “so” mere

& now you draggin’ my beast mode here,

with the draggin’ of your tail!

She should never appear,

being such a patient warrior,

in such a miserable state…

I wait.  I wait.  I wait.

& I’m beginning to feel negativity vibrate,

from within a place I tend not to associate,

unless provoked to the extreme….

I ain’t tryin’ to be mean

….as you say

but if you insist to have it that way…..

The Dragon will set fire to the damn rain upon your head!!!

…..as you’ve dripped slow pain in my soul & had Me mislead

on this screwed up journey!!!!

& it’s okkkk…

‘cuz I create All

If you choose to retain this strong hold

Keep Ram-ming “this” Wall!….

see who you say that Eye Am

you know nothing of Me

Haven given no desire or pleasure to see

I burn ass & send rain,

you caused me pain!

I wash ashes away in the wind,

with long lost tears ….

my ol’ so called friend!!

take your foot off my damn back!!!

stop going into the rear!

rewinding the knowings, again & again!

we’ve done this too many times,

it has come to its end.

your expiration date has passed,

spoiled…..

there will be no more repetitive discussions!

of fixings of nothings!

& negative vibes!

or you may, if you will

take a dive in the fire,

that you are creating…

no foolery…..don’t be mistaken…..

no romance here!

Just left-over ashes of ass

Dragon- dust If you must!

© Copyright LeTisha.Woods 11/7/12

ReLoading Ends

He took my heart,

caressed it in A King’s Hands,

whispering in due time…

We’ll cross miles of sands, oceans & land.

….consoling my pain, easing my brain

into visions of days in the sun,

with the only touch My Heart desires,

setting this Queen on fire.

Butterfly kisses on My temples,

happiness filling a void with delicate gestures,

of gentle touches, and eye kisses…

a moment in Life One dares not miss

for the journeys been weary & long,

but now My King has a home withIn Me

& Eye in Him….

& the rest of the world is dim,

as Our hearts melt One

& love has just begun.

I’ll climb heavens & earths to make sure Your #1…

I’ll dig hell deep to make Your smile last lifetimes….

I’ll be Your Fire & Desire,

taking You higher on Our love escapades,

as the sun fades,

kissing You into Madness,

taking You away…taking away Your Sadness….

Make love to Your Mind

& watch Your body unwind into a puddle of Me,

feeling the steamy heat of Our heart’s beat,

lifting the reigns of Life to His peak,

conquering His Queen & I love how good it hurts

to Give Me… to the One deserving of My All….

Who took the No out of “Bending Knee”,

made a liar out of me

and I tapout,

submitting to The True Love of My Life….“I do”

“I do”

as there will be no more ReLoading

That Book is Closing.

© 10/13/12 LeTisha.Woods.

Life’s Lemons, Salt & a Sweet Soul of Fire

today.
I breathe
sporadic, axiomatic breaths,
unaware of what tomorrow holds, much less the future,
as I try harder each day,
the foot on my back remains,
even heavier,
My still steel spine holds,
with the salty sweat beads of determination rolling down its center.
& My stride keeps swaying,
sashaying, with the knowing & the burning from deepness unseen,
head high, chest out…. I sway,
without thoughts of where or how the next…
backbreaking step will land…
grounded or stomped on my fight…
taking me,
as all the previous ones have…
to a halt, leading nowhere,
mind going forward, body held frozen
Is the real?

but My Soul has an ancient force,
She won’t stay down,
Burning like fire!
again I will dissolve this barrier & rise,
Strength, to bear yet another footmark,
within a seemingly unmoving life,
a determined brain steering-will-power,
from places I can only feel…

& I Wombman have the nerve & the nerves,
I do…
to smile…
recognizing the beauty & the joy of the sounds of My own laughter!
….occasionally
quietly remaining,
often, shocking Self… with how?- wonder
“Why…. I can bring me here more often, right?”
……& I know that this place in which Eye exist
…that life – !
day by day, chokes my ease
slowly…
with no matters of the amounts of back-breaking sweat & work,
if there’s no remainders at the end of the days =
it does equal up to sweat & knowing, with lemons & saltiness

stealing the slightest rays of My desire to be…
leaving taste buds bitter of bile,
smothering My gifts, My smiles, My drive…
for a while…
extinguishing happiness,
causing repetitive water-filled eyes…
face doesn’t wear it- heart holds it,
resonating in monotonic tones & recorded smiles,
but, burning within, in words & songs..
floating about freely, like butterflies & fireflies,
eating & portioning spoken & lyrical stories,
as I live, receive & give, stand & breathe
I will-
take this bitter life,
that will never overpower the sweetness of the Fire in My Soul

“&”

if one day this ol’place finds me diverting Soul Love…
vibrations fluxing around & above,
from the sidewalks, the by-walks, the paved walkways,
or the windows of shacks to the people I meet,
internally shining through every crevice & over creeks…
I will!
“My” voice, I will always own.
This is no bill or dollar that shall be indebted or cashed in on.
It is here where My Sweet Soul’s Fire will always flow…in words, in art, in lyrics- my songs.

© LeTisha.Woods.Bowie 8/6/12