I marvel at how
ever since I was
somethingteen
my life has been
p u n c t u a t e d
by this cycle
this ritual
this
period
.
without even asking my permission
it began to define me
“You are now
a woman”
period
.
but I was still
just a girl
and all the
bleeding
and aching
and rending of
flesh
from
flesh
all the
sloughing off of skin
shedding of the old womb
the unused womb
just felt gross
period
.
not noble
not earthywisegoddess
just awkward
period
.
terrified of that
ill-fated day
when
doom-of-all-doom
tampon would overflow
pad would overflow
panties
onto
pants
bleeding into
public view
nightmare
mortification
I hate this
period
.
but this will define me
I am now woman
I am creator
life-giver
identity in motherhood
those who may be birthed of
my loins
will validate me
mother
woman
period
.
what if I mother in other ways
than conceiving
and delivering
from my
womb?
what if I call those ones
children
who
of my flesh were not born
but to my soul
are eternally knit?
what if my mind
is more fertile
than my
uterus?
what if poems
and programs
and
transforming community
are my offspring?
period
.
am I still a woman?
and if I don’t think it
beautiful
or
magical
that my insides
twist
and
wrench
while
flesh
tears from
flesh
while I still deliver reports
compile data
network and visioneer
unflinching
am I still a woman?
these seasons are a part of me
winter
spring
summer
and
autumn
cycling through my body
through my soul
every 28 days
period
.
woman is who I am
period
.
blood
and
softness
and
compassion
and
nurturing
and
fierce
and
intuition
and
tender
and
strong
and
wound
and
create
and
conceive
and
labor
and
agony
and
empathy
By the end of the spring session in April, we hope to publish a booklet of ITWOW poetry/prose/fiction/words! This is an new, exciting venture for us, and we need your wonderful words!
Feel free to submit poems, essays, short fiction pieces (less than 1000 words), etc. You may submit as many as you like. However, if you submit more than one piece, there is no guarantee everything you submitted will be included.
The deadline for submission is April 19 (subject to change).
So, write your heart out and email your best work to itwow.sfv [at] gmail [dot] com!
You are the master and student.
You are everything and nothing.
And only you can bring yourself salvation.
Do not depend on a certain location, physical thing, or name to give that to you.
Freedom does not come from any future event or person whom you may meet.
The true place of liberty can only be entered through the N O W
~
be still.
~
B R E A T H E
As these words flow through thy ears, know that of which we are is much more than any description that is possible to hear, see, read, think, and even write. Feel the life in the body, the truth resides inside. Do you feel the vibe? Positive or negative state of mind, soak it in. Anything may have a way to either make us decay or be alive. Rhymes, buildings, relationships, etc. are created through the spark of inspiration. Oh… love has just came into attention. Essence asks of us to be aware to perform with quality is the intention. Focusing on our role which we take on this journey, whenever lost or locked on to our worry, remember we just forgot, labels and attachment obscured the connection with the Satori.
~ Lessons learned, knowledge gained, evolution is the concern, in the soul, wisdom has always remained.
O H . . .
This tree (:
and it’s leaves
look at it
without thinking, observe it be
B R E A T H E
Chemical free
Such tremendous beauty is possible to perceive
NATURE AND WE
are all connected in a way that is beyond any idea our human brain may conceive
however… ULTIMATELY it is up to these
eyes, ears, nose, mouth, body and state of mind
how one decides to recognize what is seen
it’s all about perspective see!
~
entwined within is everyone’s inner demon
identifying with form; attachment
it judges, blames, complains, fears, resists, holds grudges (and much more) about anything
does not care of what side it is in
because all it feeds on is self inflicted mental suffering
TODAY is still runs deep in the veins of our population distorting everything in the environment
O R I G I N A L S I N
~
another look at religion
we began in heaven
unaware of the joy given
The first bite of the apple from the green serpent
planted and nourished the knowledge of hell but learn to F O R G I V E
because N O W we know the difference
only in the here and now is when we ever make a decision
not in the past or in the future
but in that gap where our higher being moves and plays it dances and grooves through our body all the while
P E A C E
is placed and as it vibrates love emanates…
remember is our choice
hate or joy?
being hardly ever okay with the our story and it’s placement adds a low energy flow onto creation
notice that it brings unease through every choice taken
follows wherever we go whether it we stay here or a trip out of the nation
watch it as it spreads further through different heads and locations
we get hate and desires to have total domination
insane ideas to divide the people; segregation
contemplation
.
Constantly chasing
always trying to get somewhere
stressing, searching thy self in the clothes, hair, shoes we wear
See that this reality is fleeting, and there is much more to care for
because if we cant find fulfillment in these things that come and go, what are we to do?!
temporarily does it heal our blues
so understand this clue
move or just be
look at the truth, accept the lies and leave it behind
we expect too much and want more
than whats there in front of our face
hello human race, cant we see that all we need is right here?
.
feel that heart pump
compassion beats deeper than the blood that runs behind that chest
listen to the stillness underneath and between each breath
it’s beyond any name or title you may call it, I confess,
I’m in love with the highest vibration
this space i speak of, brings mind, body, and soul into a whole
realizes we are one
balanced.
Remember that all in essence is true divinity.
the letters matter but what about the space in between.
never have i seen
something so lively
it allows me to dance
and feel free
anything, busting, i must sing
out this song that I feel vibrating
withing my heart
I can hear my fingers start to reverberate words i have never used before
all along hovering over this keyboard
control, alt, delete.
think
what are the exact words that I want to say to thee?
OH! i can feel it screamin
if my heart had hands it be reachin out to the world
while staying even with it’s beat
where the fuck is that mic?!
I was out in the street tonight . . .
I want everyone to see that we are all F A M I L Y
smile (=
these words I leave behind.
