Wisdom

No one knows ahead of the times, 

the sorrow life will bring,

No one knows ahead of the times, 

the spiral of changes in life we will spin, 

in this world of hell's rings...

No one knows ahead of the times,

the emotional joys & turmoil’s marriages will endure,

But Any who know Love's worth 

& can ride the tide "together", 

surviving the storms, 

absorbing wisdom...

with every turn!

changing Self for Self, 

with  willingness to obtain knowledge,

will have Gained... 

to better circumstances,

stabilizing the rocking boat...

Will  in the endssssss, 

have Gained wisdom... 

to tell the tales, 

of how Twin Souls, 

who meet & stood the tsunamis of life...

overcoming them with OneNess....

... to later  sit around the bond fires,

reflecting The Truth

to Our youth

~Urth Eagle Tisha. ©  LeTisha.Woods 12/2012

Peculiar

It’s peculiar how time changes “some” things…

Internally we change to better OurSelves,

as life moves, we gain knowledge & wisdom,

changing for the better,

as we become conscious of  the carcasses we’ve become

& the lies surrounding us….

 “love is” …..

love should be the bridge that  carries us over

funny how She contributes & sacrifices time, visions, body…

all that She Is…

present for All needs…

family- for you- for new lives…

& Her love still remains…

& as things become clearer- Yeah, It’s funny how day in, day out

the values held deep withIn Her remain…

on hold

Her love- Is still

as She’s doing Her woman’s work, lost is a woman’s worth…

as you see time is less & my figure is more

I see where Our loves expansion is less,

Even with life’s gifts’s & joys…

all goes unnoticed, including Me

what’s visible are what you consider values…

there’s no longer the need to pretend for the sake of me,

nor the comfort of your friends-

of the livlihood of my wombspring…

They’re smarter than your credit allows…

Know happiness is a goal of theirs as well…

No longer the need to wait on my slow to fitness,

for now the time has passed…as what you see may look different,

but my souls love had never transformed…

Until, Here.

Now.

A higher level in my life, I can’t accept love bound by stipulations or ultimatums…

You will now cross into your illusional world alone…

If I can’t trust you to stand through temporary & exterior materials,

I won’t lay my heart & soul….my trust over a broken bridge

Crossing it, knowing the unpredictable life that lies ahead

& knowing you prefer to be a painted canvas for eyes to see…

Instead

of being within Me…. the place of blended Souls,

in which unconditional love lies

07/2/2012 © LeTisha.Woods.Bowie

I was Wonderin’…

Good Morning Honey… Hi…

I was wonderin’…

If you only knew that I’ve been dedicatedly, interlaced,

within the place, that should’ve sacredly held me star-struck & captive,

all of my soul’s lovin’ days

and if….if you knew,

that the…the standard vows that have me crossed over & under,

imperfectly woven together,

like some genuine leather & a bit of pleather,

threads snip-slipping at seams here & there,

held together by the care of one lover’s value of it…..

holding tight, not by the momentum of a love crafters skills,

as ours….

….was wondering if you knew the…the…that…

your best wishes greet the stains of my tears,

from the unanswered dull pain, that remains,

another fractured piece my soul holds,

where the Sun’s rain should permeate drizzlin’ kisses

trying…

weary…

I’ve tried not to…to be, but have grown….

& cold,

icicles mold, forming barriers,

sealing the cracks of my heart,

protecting the trap of another lovers game

reminiscing of a underwater divers’ heart…

lovemotions of taking a giant dip into warm, chocolate soul waves,

of the warmth of your welcoming embrace,

the place where blue-birds’ breasts clap,

butterflies in formation…

as they create cupid’s arrow and shoot through …

to the whispering fairies….

as they tell their tales,

of two strange lovers rewriting love,

watching where tears fall, in adoration

from the painful delight in the reverence of the reciprocation

of love,

as cupids butterfly arrow charges anew…

creating ancient, earthly colored patterns,

woven by the 1^st Adam,

drippin’s flow, from the introduction of new,

watery eyes, a shivering heart,

heating as we greet…welcoming arms…

body embracements….friendly thighs….

trembling souls….and a welcoming know-ing

when dreams were meant to be dreamed…

& with expectations, that they could one day be, 

of the respect, touches, & desires….

in all ways…. for always

thinking back….

as I always want to be a person of my word,

here…feeling trapped in a web of “til death do us part”

a one sided web-vow, wondering…. “Who wrote this shit?

Is it legit? or is it that some choose to just rewrite the script?”

they’ve trapped my heart…

daily awakening with an inner delight,

to search, for the light to my way…

I look up….

for the smile to each of my days…

it’s like…

“reaching up to grab sunflower seeds with a belly full of giggles”

& delighting in how you tickle me silly…..

& then I’m like really?

if it’s the art of poetry….

the melody of song….that carries me along…

that lifts my day…..

…while I live the choices that I’ve made…..

Today I smiled.

I was wonderin’ if you knew.

© 9/25/12 LeTisha.Woods.Bowie

Love Games

  Love Games

You said, “Wait and see what happens”

I’ve been here heart completely- from the 1^st Chapter

Through your games

Through your changes

I stood

Loved Me like the Queen I am….you “did”

Gentle touches,

Butterfly kisses, and

Firefly glowing eyes;

My helium heart did float- in the 1^st Chapter

….as the pages begin to turn,

so did your games

What I thought was true love,

I, now, know was just the 1^st inning, for you….

What you didn’t know was…..

“With My heart, you get no strikes”

You surely did hit a homerun, though, hunny….

when you struck Me with that fake bunt,

……Just to reel Me in

Your fish I “was”, but, I didn’t bite your hook for long.

I realized, quickly, that I was dealing with artificial artifacts.

….and I spew you out like a pregnant Mama in Her 1^st trimester,

as you had begun to sicken My soul….My being…

before we even began Chapter 2, I slammed that book shut!

Discarded it!

I was beginning to breathe easily,

when you tried again,

tried to use your old key;

the one I knew, no longer fit into my life,

thinking that the locks remained unchanged

a foul, bitter taste of bile came northward my throat…

touching my taste buds, ever so slightly.

just the thought that you would approach me once more with your game,

only this time My heart is harder…stronger…

I am wiser.

even now, you come half-steppin’ with your broken bat,

and same ol’ plays.

I swallow My spittle and smile….

Knowing that I’m not playing or buying your tickets this time ‘round.

I refuse to allow you to play My heart like a softball…

Play with My life….My children.

I’ve grown….your actions show that you still haven’t.

I “see” that you’re still blinded,

holdin’ on continuously to your “friends” and youth vs teaching them.

The refusal to gain wisdom…to increase internally in life…

Saddened by you….I can still smile,

thinking….

thinkin' of what My heart would have given,

what My soul would have shared and wrapped into you….into us

Yeah….saddened, but Free

Free….I am to know that we deserve more

Exhilarated, because of the lessons I have learned…

The strength I have gained, giving me to power to say,

Hell No.

The End.

© ~Urth Eagle Tisha 1/10/12

Is Transitioning to Natural or BC Considered a Trend or Change...to you? My Musings today.....

Trend.....The popular taste at a given time; Turn sharply; change direction abruptly

Change.....Make different; cause a transformation; Remove or replace the coverings of; An event that occurs when something passes from one state or phase to another

Now I've always considered a trend like changing styles of clothing, vehicles, shoes, etc....but on the other hand to make a change, in my opinion, is to move a way from a particular thing, scene, way, etc into another direction or way.

So, in saying this, personally to say that a person's choice to go to their own "natural state of hair" would have to be a change not a trend.  Even it one tranverted back to a relaxed stated, it is still a change, based on choice or opinion. Maybe there are some people who say....Oh I like the way natural looks...I want to do that or try it, not knowing each individuals purpose or reason for this transformation or change, so maybe I'm only thinking personally here.

To me the "change" to My God given natural state, was because if I'm gonna go an purchase kinky, natural looking, African looking hair, to cover a relaxed hair.....kinda dawned on me as ridiculous, when I was born with what I considered beautiful......wear my own. So, when I want to do something....i have my mind made up...i intend to do it.  

I did not want to wait on two differnt textures of hair to grow out....I wanted to embrace what I was born with.......BC (Big Chop) it is.......Ofcourse, my husband still had the mental state that straight, long hair is beautiful and was impressed by the decision, but respected my decision.....and so here I am two years later natural and loving it.....I have not intention of  ever going back to a relaxed state...this is my personal choice....."change"...not a trend, because my choice when deeper than seeing, liking and changing a style.....you don't chop off your hair for a trend......It was a deep, heart-felt decision,, in which I have not regrets.....I feel My Creator made us all in various likes and ways and Afrikans/Blacks were made in the beauty that was intended.....we were just brain-washed that our hair is nappy.....unacceptable in society....etc.....How in the world do you brain-wash an entire race that what they were born with is "unacceptable".......How? that what grows from the roots of your head from birth, is unacceptable and not good enough.....and it has been eaten like ripe fruit and digested for centuries.......Unbelievable right? So digested that it has become and unconscious though....."normal" to relax your hair and children, before they even know what it is.....It's ok.....I'm not judging....I did it too....it's what I was taught....to burn the crap out of my daughters head, to straighten her kinks......hmmmmm.......

When I chopped my hair off....my daughter said "Why do I have to have that stuff in my head to burn my head and you don't"......I looked at her and I said.....you don't......I explained all of the above and she has been natural for 2 years and she will tell anyone the same things that I have stated with confidence.....Thank God/dess I never put my baby girl through it!!

I felt I should be able to wake up comb/style my hair just as I was born with it, like any other race, without feeling the need to look like them.  I love me just the way God made me.  Some of us were not even given the choice to relax, it was made for us, by our parents, because of a mental slavery.....To them straight, relaxed hair was seen as beautiful....sure it is...if thats what God gave you, but I don't feel the need to look like someone else to see the beauty in myself....my only regret is that I hid the true me inside for so long, that I robbed myself this taste of joy and freedom for to long......I am grateful for the knowledge before I allowed my girls to go through the same experiences of damage, breakage, cutting, relaxing and the cycle through life over and over of self- abuse and self-hatred.......

I can't say that they won't decide to make changes when the become adults, but I can know that I have instilled self love in them and that they will know that they are Beautifully Created, just the way they are........No Trends....Just Changes for the Best....Conscious Knowledge of Self......  : ) 

And they will know that if any man they meet wants long, straight hair and tries to convince them they are any less beautiful than they were created..... they better go buy it and wear it their damn selves.....lol

Because We Were 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!

© LeTisha.Bowie 9/11/10 “Urth Eagle"

Gain Thru Pain

Gain Thru Pain by Urth Eagle (Spoken sometimes altered tad bit from actual poetry) “Gain Thru Pain” I can't stop crying, she said, I'm gonna exit this place I won't return, the heartache has been like mace in my face The ones I think are closest to heart they are so remote I just sit....I cry... how do I make this mess work? I pray & believe that life will get better yet each day i awake to the same distress of yester I refuse to turn back I'm unwilling to fail and when I leave for my gain I will leave all this hell I'm claiming what's mine! I know I have an inheritance..... of Happiness!! of Peace!!! of Power that's divine!!!! I will seek it! I will find it!! what is for me will be!!! Yes, tonight full of sorrow I'm sure so too on morrow But! I Will! retreive the best of my worst!!!! gain my crown!!!! gain my due!!!! tears of pain for now, one day will be done. -LeTisha Bowie 9/22/10