New Student Feature: Siddy

February, the month of the Hallmark monetization of “love” and all things like it, brings feature to a young writer who shares two pieces of romantic inkling, one of which is a haiku with a suggestion relevant to any one of us that engages with others – and for that reason, I have included it…

divine/ unclothe my mind [a poem]

I’m standing before you Almost entirely naked – Almost. … Waiting with this last shred… I’m asking you to unclothe my soul Let your fingers run delicately down my spine Tracing the dignity of a thousand ancestral goddesses before me That bore me; See that my eyes are not like stars But entire galaxies themselves…

see you as I [a micropoem]

We will be lost of each other In the next world If we don’t learn to recognize ourselves Beyond these bodies we visit. You’ve seen mine – Show you yours.

I am the water [a poem]

The site went down yesterday for the first time ever due to a fluke, so I make a peace offering with this poem I wrote last year and a brief introduction about it. I have always felt a rather deep, truly divine connection to water. Even that feels an understatement – it’s more accurate to…

Offer your smile only genuinely [a brief, crafted thought]

It is both possible and necessary to be successful and happy without wishing harm upon our adversaries, for this is an invitation to evil thought. Evil should never be allowed to feel so welcome in the house of our minds: this perpetuates and excuses evil unconsciously when it is later greeted. After all, our adversaries…

as will you & I at dawn and dusk [a poem]

Maybe I was beautiful Once, behind the dust veil Lace dancing on the light Blessing the space our souls danced In the ballroom between our lips. I look over my shoulder at you, demure smile Mystery learned from your secret-keeping ways Will it hurt you to count the others that have waltzed here since you left…

Sidenote [a plug]

I started my venture in blogging for other than personal reasons (and let’s be honest, this is still a very personal website) at the onset of 2012 at kisstheplanet.wordpress.com. My intent was to share some of the aspects of my lifestyle that allowed me to live a little more naturally, cheaply, and consciously, at the…

The Power of Image [a musing]

Thin, fit, thick, short, muscular, bony, dark, light-skinned, big-eyed, nappy-headed, curly…  It is amazing the power body image has over so much, over our own holistic self-images, over others, affecting ideas of worth and ability and potential. We fantasize about the perfect body, obsess over it, and go to great lengths destroying or altering the…

there aren’t words [a brief poetic]

“Please, don’t ever stop writing, Allow always the twins of Joy and Pain to ravage you…” The pain I’ve been trying to write Out of my system, however Is one for which language has birthed Not words, but images Personal and of the utmost beauty These marked the path to a grave A certain part…

Gambler [a poem]

The devastation was not about my heart alone but in watching the pedestal upon which you always stood crumble to the ground: along the side, the inscription had read “strength.“ I thought you would win against this. I’d read the confidence in the way you seemed to play all the hands the universe dealt took…

“N*gger lovers don’t live very long” [a personal response]

With some extra sleep due to weather conditions delaying work, but not so icy roads, I thought my day was off to a good start and I deserved to splurge on a chocolate granola something I was craving. With a few bucks in my handbag and about two extra minutes on the dash clock, I pulled into…