Higher

Higher

written for the performance "The Naked Truth" in Alexandria, La

group of collective Poets & Poetess' "Poetic Expressions

at the Alexandria Art Museum

Canopied in the warm bed of your embrace,

The tick of the ol grandfather clock 

hasn't the second to tock,

And I'm chocolate laced, 

within the taste, 

of your lucious lips upon my face,

As you trace...

my favorite plaaa-cccesss,

I'm entranced... 

by your spell-binding stance, 

Which claims a matching demand to mine,

And my inner song smiles,

to touches tender,

From kisses depth....&...lips to necks....

Soul's breathes...

hissing through clenched teeth knockin', 

To our bodies rockin', 

Temperatures reaching a higher peak,

Wonton becking....& we pull closer,

Which we can't get to, 

without your throbbing, 

entering the pearl of Her gates...

Her heart's palpating wet,

And I...

I kiss your pants with quickening desire,

Knowing you feel this fire,

As your rock ready, knocks steady, 

on my breast, standing at your attention,

My belly...thighs...eyes

Control lost

Voices soft...gasps hard...

more

As we continue to explore

Every inch

I'm melting beneath your licks,

Quivering mid soul's flames

throat moans had been held,

Now conquered by your love's spell,

As you take me higher...

I exhale cum in my love,

To the grip of trembling thighs, 

Pulling you inside... 

I...

Umm...gaa-aspP

as you bite-moan my evey location,

No longer are we at the same elevation...

Higher even...

I say cum....in

my humble abode

One...

And we create love moanin' harmonies,

Slip, slide, you dip, I drive...

Licking...squeezing...pleasing Ourselves

And you cradle me tightly,

Filling me with All your goodies...

GoodNess! 

Inhaling the silky smoothNess

Of your exhal...

                      ing my name

"Let it rain..."

And  

     We 

           pour....

Layin withIn the Love we made

Ummm Hmmm

(C) LeTisha.W.Bowie 5/21/13AKA UrthEagle Tisha

Children of the Sun's Umbrella

uplifting our souls,

worthy more than our lands’ stolen gold

I hold dear each valuable Sun-touched life,

mending, broken, stolen, divided, down trodden….

I’ll always fight

I hold you withIn,  my loves…

story by tale, heart by heart, tear by tear,

each One, your hearts, I bear

with a fist full of A Love Story untold…

of A people… Ohhh too deep to hold… down

we will ever-elevate to Our true states

my sun souls…we must no longer wait

we will no longer quietly endure unjust hate

we rise to The Originals

the truth of OurSelves, seeing reality for Her wealth

Of you- Black Wombman, Black Man…Our Sun Children

We must stand

do seek always… to truly understand… OurStory

I share our antediluvian pains…

the years of unconscious & deliberate hatred that still rains

…continue to control your stance

into Our minds the true ‘sins’ did land

sprouting untruths… that we are less because of the blessings our skin,

in the minds are where these remnants remain,

continuing to try & break down relentless souls that cannot be chained,

trying to crack us once & for all,

trying to make invisible strength inherited, but we will not fall

I share our sadness

…..& Still! ….

our laughter births an incomprehensible joy,

holding an unquenchable knowing,

a fire that’s always burned…

bestowing mesmerizing shades of darkness’s….

Yes! ...we were portrayed in a bootleg show of negative nothings!

& it’s undeniable the power we clench, through it all…

reflecting Our lights that do & will ever glow an eternal endurance,

illuminating beyond it all!!

overcoming separations, after obstacles, through losses, after unjust denials

of lives, of loves…of Our rightful freedom to ‘Be’

We are Worthy!

We are The Beauty of Life,

The Rainbow of The Sun’s Umbrella,

ever-seek my loves…our ancient inner strength,

which guides us through it All again & again…

….intentionally & Mami Earth given parched lands

We can stand On…

because we are The Children of the Sun

© 3/7/13 LeTisha.Woods

Dreamcatcher

many sleepLess nights...
just one of a few pieces of my life...
accustomed to constant awakenings...
aggravated with ceaseLess thoughts,
useLess worry of unpromised days,
anxiously excited with infinite words
that leave each mornings' rise hazed,
filled with unfulfilled goals,
until....
You ever so boldly ...
yet, delicately stepped into my dreams,
catching moments in between these,
occupying the lonely space with mean-ing,
giving my midnights' smiles and...
this Soul a Lover's rendezvous
of lost possibilities,
as you catch my heart in Your catcher's mitt...
I must admit...
I grin & giggle a Mighty bit,
as Your toes caress my heart's mid -sleepLess nights,
filling voids of frustration
....with "I just might"...
keep hold to chance,
as I bite my lip,
...still,
with an internal fright
of Love's past pain,
resting InHer sight
yet, Here I remain...
'tween sleep & awake,
comforted withIn the hansomeNess of Your face,
the melody Your laughter makes,
...for Loves' sake!
I'm umbella'd by the moon,
soul massaged by Your swoon,
WithIn surrounding lavender aromas
of everwhere...
calming this usually anxious darkness
can't help but...
smile at Love's madness...
to have the audacity to Still hope...
still believe in The Truth of Her Marvellousness...

I'll see You in the dream hours My Dearest,
where Your Soul reminds me of Love,
at, even,My closed vacancy,
withIn the palm of Your hand,
catching Me in the heres & nows...
.....the there & thens...
....& whens...
of my sleepLess nights,
where You catch My uncertainty...
& fill Me withIn

© LeTisha.Bowie 1/31/13

Ambrosia Love ~Spoken

dat true Powah of UnIty

U talk wit 1-sided mouf piecez!

tryna use reverce Sikecology

on yo’ own Men, Wombmen, child!

Xer0-x’d copied under-thoughtz!

over-processed spittin’!

not even yo’ own!

No!

less systematic educashun

don’t mean less knowledge,

at timez, less of it Iz mo’

but you ain’t uzin’ da head

on yo’ necK ,

holdin’ yo’ own damn shouldahz!

ova-feedin’ of da bullshit, you half-digested,

layin’ less legitNess in da’ communitez,

Recreatin’ mass destrushun

of a ‘created’ minority!

who ar’ you? da new oppressah!

eatin’ all da’ hogwash thrown out,

da useLess rocky groun’…

versus fertile soil….

& searchIn truth! seekIn fuh yo’ damn Self!

self-educatin’!!

feedin’ yo’ sub-standin’ shit 2 Our massez!

tearin’ down yo’ own,

with negative energy!

Replayin’ inhibition?

Ar’ you da new suppressah of yo’ own?

in yo’ ignorance!

….of Our Wombman! Our Kings…Queenz!!! Our babiez!!!?

I’ve neva digested forced food well…

belly sick-swelled…

neva been able 2 hol’ down ingested ca-ca…

the sourness…

nor,

self-centered, ill-minded implantashunz,

as it don’t rest well fuh me or my Lovez,

and it heats…it boilz in malady,

burnin’, then so, regurgitatin’

what shouldn’t be….

Thy Spirit does tell….

I stand still…

meditatin’ on da’ false outerpretashunz

of selfish bein’z…

da’ blindness of unintenshunz, of ‘tenders…

revealin’ da necessity 2 Be…

watchFull, CareFull, Intuitive

learn

love

2 continue 2 seek,

Invokin’ da strength and Powah from withIn

turn yo’ shit clockWise!!!

in Our UnIverse

in Wisdom, We go 4ward

you’ll decline in yo’ malefic!!!

fear and asSHez you b-come!!

az We resurrect

“One”

less of you

2 nuthiNess, wit yo’ debasin’,

of yo’ singularity,

presentin’ a costume of “We”!!!

if  U ain’t Upliftin’

stop perpetratin’

stop discouragin’

degradin’ your own!!

dis Is The Uprisin’

One Love!

©  LeTisha.Woods 12/21/12

Peak-a-Boo

love Is.

       Not!

love IsssSssmiles.

it Is the peek of

the boisterous womb laughter

       Inside…

a sea of vortexes withIn

it Is…

the

a-Boo!

the fear of the pain of It!

the dread of the loss of It….

…all the same

we seek

love.

“You can’t catch me!!”

insp-Eye-rer of merry-go-kiss-me-rounds of

ring-around-the-finnn-geerrr

the..

     “there!

          got it!”

the…

     “gone.”

….the “go get it!”

         “ catch it! digest it!”

love.

morning. noon. eve. midnight

hide-&-seek…..

Souls search for It.

heart-races. hope-In-faces.

chases. tear-laces.

life-long-embraces.

erases. retraces.

endingssss.beginningssss.

of what Isssss

retriev-Ing.

‘un-hidden’ chuckles.

lovin’, swirlin’ swims

then. now. forEver.

wishes, dreams, reality….liv-Ing

know-Ing

“ohhh!!!

that’s It!”

Not.

“Here!

It Is So!”

love.

“Love!!!”

sea-Ing Your Lovers face glow-Ing,

reflect-Ing Your-Own-Self,

in the very face You adore….

found.

withIn the watery eyes You look Into…

You see “Your” Love.

As You are “One”.

feel-Ing Your fingers,

when It’s….

actually Theirs…

touchIng You,

kisses without lips,

Souls osculate!

mouths of hearts merge

Into a magik light

it Is love,

drawn from Inner BeIngs,

only felt of long-loves join-Ing….

seek-Ings. find-Ings.

true love.

Soul’s vibrations.

Love.

Love Is,

withIn the places of In-visibilities,

where ….

backs bend limbless You’s,

fingernails graze bodiless Souls,

toes curl sheets,

cotton head, chest hair, & plush pillows merge Two,

chest & breast bench press weightless affections,

as thighs canopy love rain,

upon lush, cushy, bottomless found-ations

created of lovInNess

Soul’s eyes roll-In’

in dat of ol’-fashioned nesting

of nothIngNess, of externalisms that account

Love is UnIverse.

U n I.

seeking no longer…

no peek….no boo….

found Love’s peak

         here.

withIn U & I

         withIn.

the Soul’s Eye….

         Love.

~LeTisha.Woods © 12/11/12

Only Verity

sitting basking in the warmth of the Sun’s embrace,

as the Wind’s place kisses

upon my face,

fondling sweet feelings withIn,

of only One Soul

that’s touched the depths of this place,

to the sounds of shattered, glass hearts of the past….

one’s that use to pain a horrible clash-ing

in which, I’ve created high-toned love chim-ing

melodies….

reclin-ing, as my mind melts

into fragrances of lavender and rose oils…

fingering my thoughts,

living each Moment,

absorbing Her worth,

refilling with Her joy,

listening…. as Her Truth breezes throughout Me,

leaving the anticipation of this Winter’s breeze

with a relief,

knowing My Soul’s Fire will envelope what’s been missing…

a new Spirit Filled void…

destroyed are the spoils of yester…

for the best of Me

pleasssing should come so easil-Y

as it will…

to Souls True to Selves,

in open seasonings…

no longer reaching or seeking

Love…..true…

It Is an auto-Fill

from withIn-Me

if you are You….

“Eye Am”

that Eye Am…

Imperfectly Perfect as Me,

seeking Self improvements dailY,

seizing Today,

for tomorrow is tonight’s dreams,

that may crush or create new realities….

or hearts

withIn It…

Eye clutch to the night’s coolness,

with a burnin’ Soul,

floatin’ with Wind,

Into Her darkness & clouds…

Eye’m In-Fold-ed,

where there are no doubts, tears, fears….

no trepidation….

….Eye drift about

& return Here

again

to sunbathe in the day,

in My space,

where Eye Am All Soul,

Eye Am My Truth.

from withIn “Thee” lays,

Internal reflecting rays….

Birthing Life

Love

Friendship

Truth

from the root of That Eye Know

All of Thee

&…....ToDay

Eye sit….. basking in the warmheartedNess of Her Sun’s embrace……

© Copyright 11/8/12 LeTisha.Woods

The Mirror

the tick-tocking of the second hand on the old clock

seems to have slowed…..

or maybe stopped….

at some uncertain point or time…

as all hell breaks loose

again… in the “house”

day in….day out ,

night through….into the morning’s dew,

spoiling sunrises and sunsets,

with constant nausea from battles…

and the ticK-tocK…

ticK-tocKing reminders

of these forever unbalanced vows…

one vow of heaven & one of hell….=Two

that should have been “One”….

on into the years that passed me by….

easily roused by uncontrollable angers,

that are unBecoming of Me…

flying passed…

I quick-glanced at the mirror

noticing a reflection

and the woman I see confuses me…

I have no clue who’s looking back at me,

with her battered eyes, no smile or desire…

I stare at her questioning her unnoticed tire..

she gazes back at me in a wiry, uncaring disarray,

an unusual furiousness,

unhappily, unfulfilled misery…

I stared at her perplexed…I felt her pain…

and she looked at me as such, with attitude

like I was the one that looked rough…

I wondered what could cause her to be in such an emplacement…

what had become of this woman staring at me?

I fell downward into seat

as huge raindrops plummeted

from my dark brown eyes

I tilted my head left, looking at her,

feeling her pain

and she tilted her head with me

and she cried with me….

we stared down at the drops…..

into the puddles formed upon our laps

looking at the woman sharing my tears

in this puddle reflection….here too!!

heart-shocked!

sobbing at unrecognizable me!!

Ohh!!....

“Are you long gone?”

“Am Eye!?”

And My Inner Soul speaks,

“I tell you She’s been sleeping…withIn..

awaiting…

Your aWakening….”

“for “You” to see you…

to see the carapace  in which you’ve become…

your demeanor is his

….tone is not your own

you’ve lost Your stance

no longer floating with your heavenly  gait

& you’ve hidden sight… the Beautiful Dove that lies withIn”

surviving…

playing the role of your part …

in a house you thought would be home…

you were dressed all nice,

whispered soft delicacies,

truths revealed themselves over time

& you endured the fabrications

fighting for love that never arrived….

so You buried You withIn,

for the safety of Your Soul

& I’ve awaited the day You’d “really”  stop

look at You

So I could tell you,

Face to Face…

knowing that that Eye would knock the dust off…

awaken your pain…

arouse reality…

rewind your brain…

the time is Now:

you must see…

that physically you no longer remain

you have been broken into but a shell of a being….

surviving for the survival and pleasures of him,

gifted heartache and loneliness in return

It is up to You now….

Facing yourSelf….

You choose….

to Be a reflection of someone else

or decide if You want to Free Your Soul & release

Your Happiness….Your voice…Strength,

Your peace…..LoVingNess….

Remembering Your Smile

Sincerely,

Self

© 10/25/12 LeTisha.Woods

Fertile Ground

I just want to kiss his morning’s smile

for the truth of Love’s sake…

stroking his heart’s aches,

because he shares the pains gifted from life

those… life sows as wisdom seeds,

awaiting watering

from the seeking soul reapers…

Who break roots through grounds

bound by hardened hearts…

“these” have gained wisdom

by taking the good from the past,

bringing it into the present & future,

awakening sleeping lost faith foundations,

making fertile grounds

of blooming lotus’ love

I just want to partner-plenish his dry waters,

quenching the world’s birthed thirst

& lands of parched souls

because he also is a giver..

laying himself mortally

Bare-

ridiculed, judged,

hated , loved, lusted ,busted,

used & abused,

to many unconsciously….

someOne who has endured

yet, gained from life:

patience, love, faith, endurance…

I want to share that with him

to wrap my heart around his

tears, fears,

ups, downs

his love….his crown

I no longer retain space

withIn for waste

for the limited time offers,

the Xerox copies for the peers,

the counterfeits or parodies….

if you got jokes….

my life’s not the place

a comedy show’ll do

I’ll pay for the act,

then go “home”  

where,

Love’ll make it do what it do

So, as my wings are spreading wide

My Soul’s got love’s wisdom wrapped Inside

I’d wrap him in All needed

One who can handle the power of the strength of It

of the Tenderness…the Warmth of Its desire….

of the Protector…..Her shoulder & tears….the Friendship of It

that can handle All Eye Am….

can Love All

Eye’m no longer yielding for external perpetrators…

for false fool talk

& until then, I’ll tell You My Love Stories,

through the Eyes of My Soul

© 10/24/12 LeTisha.Woods