My body is a gorgeous contour of land
with hills and springs
and valleys;
its slopes are shifts of light and shadow,
dualities of majestic flow.
My hair is soft and flowing; unbroken,
sturdy,
gatherable.
My feet are lightship anchors, gravity defiers–
alien technology
The moat that is my aura is filled with precisely designed
drawbridges, high-quality transparent, translucent material
that bulges and and softens
I am made of all colors of the rainbow
from seneca red to deep sea purple urchin,
and my heart reflects that loving ache that exists everywhere.
** While I plan for our ReBlogathon in the back of my head– where is that anyways, exactly!? (because there’s a whole detailed workforce there, and the secretary of my cerebellum keeps the grace in order with keeping my body moving in space, while my thalamus selectively tosses all the mail in its properly labeled boxes) I figured out what my first reblog will be. I haven’t made a schedule yet. What will yours be? Will I make a schedule (that I’m not planning to share)? I don’t know yet.
β€ With Aroha and Aloha —–
Looking forward to that Scorpio Solar eclipse…. the sensuality oozes. It’s time to take a deep dive! For me, it means returning to all that I am.
one. slow. carefully placed step. at. a. time.
Savoring this immersion into November. But! I don’t want to miss all that is ‘right now,’ so I won’t! Easy. done.
Happy Blogging, blog fam!!!

Beautiful words Ka… Have a lovely weekend and Enjoy your Blogathon.. revisits.. β€
Thank you, Sue!! ππ¬
This is delicious and clever verse Ka. You bring to life the sacred, amazing, and mysterious aspects of our body/being so well.
Thank you, Brad!! π
Well written Ka, you must be looking forward to November π€£β€οΈππ½
We donβt know what we will find when we go digging around for gold in November. Lol ππβ₯οΈ
Beautiful poem! It reminds me of a workshop where we learned about praise poems and wrote praise poems about ourselves. Your descriptions are unique, especially how you describe your feet, aura, and hair. My hair is soft and gatherable, too. Something I previously took for granted but appreciate.
This was actually more of a poem about what I would ideally like myself to be! Interesting to learn about praise poems. This is actually my favorite poem that I have written in a while. π
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Loving the way the title ties into this emotional piece! β€
What a gorgeous, sensuous poem, Ka. You swept me away to a different land. β€