Poem: Natural Confidence

 

Naked

trees

of

the early

spring

are appearing

as confident

as when

dressed

in the beauty

of the summer.


– Deelia ©

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Poem: Naked for Soul Love

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It

is

always

safe,

just

as you

are,

to

bathe

naked

in the

cosmic

flowery

field

 

– Deelia ©

 

PS. Eros is in Pisces at the moment.

Image: wikiart.org / Nude with Flowers by Marc Chagall

Poem: Loving Murky

 

When my Murky
is on
I don´t
believe how
life looks like then.
I  transmit
lighter energy
and

 ask if
it would like
a tender hug
,
or I ask it to play;
if it would
like a joke
or to write
a poem
.
And if it
doesn´t
I just let it
be.
So human,
so understandable
I state.

Then after awhile
it turns to laugh
and
beginns to
dance

you know,
it has this
sunny side
it really 
cannot hide

– Deelia ©

 

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Poem: Sacred Bath

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My bath is ready,
warm and bubbly.
I step into the water
feeling its loving embrace,
its natural acceptance of all
of me.

How useless is
nagging to oneself.

– Deelia ©

 

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Poem: Ceres Conjunct Saturn

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Saturn – Father Time –
is thinking about
his lessons:
By time I have
surely learned
that there is perfection
in imperfection,
learned to value myself
and others
just as we are
with no conditions.

There are no mistakes in life,
only lessons, I know.
Hmm, I  play fair,
I appreciate my
ability to commit and
my care for detail,
nowadays also giving
flexibility its space.
I appreciate my
patience of letting
things mature
from the seeds to their
full blooms,
I give space for sudden
shifts as well.
I know when I´m
being overly loyal,
and overly responsible.
And I recognize when
I´m being too
critical and hard
on myself
and on others.
I know when to let go.

Something soft is
approaching,
gently interrupting
these deep
thoughts:

– Welcome Ceres,
is your offer to rub
my shoulders
still valid,
Saturn asks.
– Sure, smiles
Ceres,
I love to
nurture you.
Would you like
some orange
juice, too?

– Deelia ©

 

Image: The Father Time card from the Visconti-Sforza Tarot deck / Wikimedia Commons

Phenomenal Woman – Maya Angelou

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Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

– Maya Angelou

 

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