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Black Wombyn

Strong

Sensual

Sensitive

 

Mighty

Mystical

Majestic

 

Great

Glamorous

Glorious! 

 

Long before…stripped from knowledge of self

Forced into foreign territory…

Trapped! 

Lost! 

But not gone…

Once again growing like a flower knowing

Who She is! 

Black wombyn 

Young and elder

Emerging…

from darkness into the bright light of a new day…

 

Wakey Wakey…Black Wombyn

MA’ART

It's been used

Looks a bit bruised

 

No longer wanted...discarded!

 

Then I appear

Excitement…Everywhere!

 

Storming creative ways to repair

Sand it down! 

Paint it, pink, blue, black or brown

Decoupage? 

Fabric or paper?

I’ll take it home for later…

 

Allowing it to whisper for me to hear

"Restore Me...Please My Dear"

 

After waiting all alone

For someone like me to appear

 

Against a wall 

Or thrown in the dumpster…

of the previous owner

Homeless and worn

I offer the piece a new place of abode

 

TLC! 

 

Come with me

I’ll repair the damages

Make it stronger...it will live longer!

 

A new beginning...

 

It brings so much joy

Me…Like a child with a brand new toy

 

I gather my materials, my tools and 

Let the magic in...let's begin

 

Meditation in the midst of Creation

I'm in the zone...forever grateful…

 

As the saying goes…

One man's junk is another one’s treasure

As far as I can see…

It's nothing but pleasure! 

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Herstory

Wombyn Grounded

Roots reaching deep

Nourishing! 

Soul searching…

the essence of her being

Connected to Earth Mother 

Power! 

 

Wombyn Creative

Hips swinging wide in the sensual dance…

of the Universe

Beautiful beyond explanation

 

Wombyn Strong

Energy surging from the depths of her Soul

Feeling drained

Empty

Yet she rises to the occasion…once again

 

Wombyn Compassionate

Heart open wide to the feelings she was born to feel

Not to imprison her heart amidst the pain

It is filled with infinite purity of love, that heals

 

Wombyn Expressive

Speaking her truth although she may not be heard

Do not hold your tongue

protecting others

at a cost she cannot afford

 

Wombyn Intuitive

feel, deeply

Tuning to the whispers of her Ancestors 

Guiding...

Following and trusting...

she will not be led astray

 

Wombyn Cultivator

is an honor

FIlled with abundance…

Dance! 

 

Rediscover that inner girl child

It's fun...Wombyn be wild

Heal Wombyn...Be Wombyn...

 

Let go…

Liberate…

Be free!

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My Choice in life

This Life..

My choice by design

This Life a miracle...I am a miracle

This Life a struggle…

This life an adventure…

This life a mystery! 

What is happening to me?


 

Carving this path until I reach my destination...

Assisting in the healing of our Nation

Grateful for the joys and tribulations!

Allowing us to build a foundation...

 

May eye and eye stand firm

Overcome the obstacles

Embrace our light

Together shining more bright…

 

Even when thunder licks

And lightning strikes

Let it be so

By day

By night.

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Why am I here?

A purpose...what is mine?

...may my pain not be in vain!

Must be a point of me being here...

I cry out internally, externally

no-one hears…

despair!

 

Yearning to share...

Have meaning

To such a strong feeling...


 

To lend a helping hand and be that of service

My life...I must take a stand…

Then, eventually I see

 

A vision! Includes...building a community...

 

Productivity

Prosperity

Healing

Creativity

Unity!

In living self sufficiently

 

But how, with what, with who and where?

 

Re-educate, restore, rebuild and care

Travel and share

Caring enough to dare

That's why I am here.

Daily Baptism

Body tingles with anticipation

Rising of the Sun…

God

The water blessings soon come

gathering the things needed

Rust coloured towel from the chair

Toothbrush in the cup

over there...

 

On goes the hot faucet and let it run

It’s own song sound loud

Earthy steam...

fills the bathroom

just a touch of cold

Just right

feet into the bath with much delight

 

My nudity heaven knows its vulnerability

From the top of my head, the water flows

Tickles my skin playfully

caressing, cleansing, blessing me

My baptism

Ritually

 

The woven netted plastic cloth

catches the liquid soap

They gel well

I rub, scrub, exfoliate

welcoming in a new day

Activate!


 

Turn off the hot tap

Opposites attract

Prepping my mind

An intense feeling

this cold water...

Invigoratingly Healing!

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