Ambrosia Love ~Spoken

Poetical Dialogue

exchanges of power-filled, performed colloquies

screenplays, spoken words, poetical vibrations….

Resonating….

Energies & emotions…. individuality….

feeding souls,

of the Divine manifestations,

from withIn….

of love…pain…joy….sorrow…confusion…

evolution

all that thee gives & inhales,

kills & awakens….

In gifts, to givers,

for minds of reach-ers,

of seekers,

the non-sleepers,

who flow melodies,

from within the depths!

up the chest!

whispering & lifting in songs….

writers, visionaries, educators, education seekers,

leaders, readers, artists,

Us creators

…..Late nights

into the morn…..

awakened to the movements of Inner callings,

Inner cries…..

Of Us

of Them

We

& we move to the beats of Our many hearts….

Speak-Ing!

to bring! to carry! to execute!

fulfill!!

gifted…blessed arts infinite,

freeing ourSelves….

freeing Us

then night’s rest soon greets Us

if only while the star’s shine this night,

and we awaken

pouring life

into the seekers…. the hurt…. the lost….

the lovers….

& when we’ve exhausted it all for the moment…

we spit it…we sing it….we write it …

we flow it….

into existence

Into beIng…..to touch the Hearts & Souls

that we hear nor see,

yet the feel-ings….. are real

& we gift peace,

from Our gifts….

praying to uplift….

diverting in all ways… forms

to many hearts….souls….minds

working the internal crafts….

given to reflect light… to energize

my colloquy this morning comes at 2am

to my sibling Poetical Soldiers,

in all shapes, fashions & styles,

Uniquely,

who share my sleepless nights….

that we know it’s taken,

replaced with blessings,

for we are blessed,

by our Sisters & Brothers blessings,

freedoms of the unconsciously shackled,

the burdened….

for the universal love We share….

for all,

which may not be in our sight….

but in Our dark night we hold light….

still not knowing the all-power of its possession…..

as weariness sets in & my eyes finally grow tired,

I know Our rest will come in abundance,

as we answer the Inward cries…

with Our outward soul sharing….

Our universal love vibrations,

that we digest…

all that lay, take conception withIn Us….

We birth hope, courage & possibility…

….during these restless nights

& My Souls smiles,

as I turn out the light

© 11/26/12 LeTisha.Woods

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 linesof 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