Revivification of Self

Waves pounding

blue hues thrown to air

sparkling diamonds

sun pouring through

as I dance withing crested waters.

Freedom.

Giving self permission to love.

Giving self permission to fail.

Giving self permission to grow.

Giving self love.

Watch from the sand

reveling in passion

rejuvenation of woman

expression through desire

through touch

fall down

my cold thigh

yours hot from the sun

watch goose bumps pop

as my flesh warms.

Content

laying

sun basking flesh

drowsy

smile adorns my face.

Learn to embrace the unpredictable.

Learn to embrace the world around.

Realized I can only be responsible

for me

my thoughts

my actions.

That it is impossible to know the mind of another.

Your fingers catch mine

drawn to lips

soft kiss

smile wreaths my face

jumping up

pulling you to your feet

dash into the waves.

We have the whole beach…..

to ourselves…..

wicked glee flares

as in we dive.

©June 25/20

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Yes Honey

Fear.

You gave me that.

Loathing.

You gave me that too.

Hatred.

Mistrust.

Self-destruct button.

All of these I attribute to you.

Cooing soft words

sucked me in

serpent’s tongue

flicks so good

insidious abuse below the surface.

First it was how I looked.

What to show.

What not to.

Until I was afraid to leave the house.

Next you shore me of friends.

So subtle I did not realize how alone

until I needed someone to help.

Warned I had been

no good you would be

destruction of self

murder of worth

well honey you sure the fuck did.

I struggled

finally gained strength to leave

when upon bended knee

crocodile tears did flow

begging me to stay

that you loved me true

please baby don’t go

your eyes awash.

Barbs to my soul

I gave up my life for you…..

my life…..

When I gouge the barbs free

transformation can begin…..

Wait…..

oh hell no…..

rip barbs free

no longer allowed to cling

to continue to harm

self destruction will stop now!

You have been my jailor

imprisoned within memories of your making.

I am beautiful.

I am a warrior.

I believe this truth.

I know this to be true.

Bleed from a thousand spots

barbed no more

shred time beneath my heels

square my shoulders

looking forward…..

to happiness

to life

to love

to all I deserve.

©June 25/20

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***This poem was written for one of my soul sisters. Ya know those sisters who you meet and you just know you are family. She needs to be reminded that she is a kick ass Warrior Queen. Love you. ***