Well shit,
Some days poetry is so much lightness in your day,
That all you have is to say “hey!”
The end. #365daysofyogapoetry #wildthing
Walk with Me
Let me hold you by the hand,
As we walk side by side
I’ll keep holding until the sweat drips down my palm.
Trying to keep up with your long strides,
BecAuse it just feels right
To have a partner by your side,
Walking down the street,
Going nowhere and everywhere.
Let me hold your hand as we walk side by side,
Because it gives me mind to walk until the sidewalk ends
To nowhere and everywhere.
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Paused
I feel like I’m alive in the belly of God,
Floating around hearing murmurs and echos
surrounding me
Warm and wet
Thriving with the potential for life
As big as the universe
Outside.
And the stench of sweet honey
Calling me home.
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EAT•SLEEP•SHIT•FUCK•LOVE•MOVE•DANCE•CREATE•BREATE•SPEAK•FLOW•GROW•HOLD•BELIEVE•NURTURE• BE ART!
#365daysofyogapoetry
Moon High
Ah yass!
I feel you,
Feeling me,
Soaking it in,
Under the cool blue light,
Ready to melt out of my skin,
And into you,
Croning
Oooh
Until you sink back down to the other side.
Feeling you mistress moon,
Tempting me to go higher
Until I could touch your light
With delight.
Going higher than high,
Until your light shines through mine eyes.
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She Strength
She Strength
My roar is laughable,
But my warmth is unmatchable.
My bite tickles,
But my caress trickles
Into your heart,
Melting you soft.
My scream shrill,
But my tears
It’s clear
Is felt with sting
And it sears
The eyes
And pierces ears.
My hate may conquer the world,
But my love
Like a bomb
Will explode
And heal the world.
#365daysofyogapoetry
You
“You
Look at yourself in the mirror
Everyday
And tell yourself
“I love you!”
Looking directly into your eyes.”
Said Paul.
“I nearly vomited the first time.”
Said Paul.
On and On and On…
You can do the same thing
1000 times
And it will never be the same.
99.9%
99.9%
99.9% I’m happy and content,
But that .1%
Damn sometimes I just want to disappear
And feel like a cry,
For absolutely no reason.
I want to disappear,
And be morbid,
But not alone.
In that .1% it’s enough
To feel everything I should have felt, but let pass,
Because it’s what I’m good at,
But it hits me
Like Big Bang,
And maybe I’m creating a new dimension,
Where my doppelgänger
Is left feeling 99.9 % awful,
And that’s why I’m down.
Moment
In moments when being in love
Wakes you from the reverie of daydreams,
When you can smell the scent of his flesh
And he yours,
Like the cold dank earthy clay
Pouring from the body,
And you can hear his breath
And he yours,
Like the sound of life being created in another dimension,
These moments I know I’ll replay
Over and over again,
When the scent is a memory,
And the sound is a dream,
And I’m alone traveling back in time,
To the morning when the answers to the universe
Were Felt.
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