Poetry describing sacral chakra (feminine, creative, sexuality)
How erotic and powerful you are, my feminine drum. Your surge is primal. Carrying with you swells and tides from both storms and calm seas long past. Overpowering me with pleasure, recollection, rage and resurrection. You pirate my vessel as your drum beats plant their hard sole boots on my deck. You only commandeer when …
It was in a Hawaiian ocean that I first felt your power and presence. I had come to you for me,running into you as my heaven and earth. You took my breath away,and embraced my entire body with your smooth salty lips. As the salt waters caressed my heart andcreative currents birthed from the deep …
I never saw you coming. So familiar our gaze,your voice and my respect. And with that invitation,your honesty, and my complete trust,you unwrapped me. And as if waiting a lifetime for this very moment,my ribbons dropped to the floor in unison. ShakingFlowing You lead and I followed. Good riddance and hello took over my core …
I’m in labor, as mother and child. Pushing, bearing down, panicking Consumed within a process I don’t control. She’s coming. My inner child that was left on a side street long, long ago. She says she’s ready to come to me, and she has questions of me. As mother and child, I coach her. Yes, …
