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GIVE IT TO KALI


KALI MA

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Give it to Kali, she’ll eat it.  She’s famished

Take all that shit that doesn’t serve your life.

the people, the job, the hoard. that negativity

Give it to Her, Give it to Kali’s belly

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She’s hungry, she can’t wait to eat it

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Rid yourself of all that wants take your sovereignty

All that wants to suck your goodness away

Everything that you let break your good flow

Give it to Kali, give it to her completely

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She’s so hungry for it, she cannot wait to eat it

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Look at her, she’s quivering with desire

She loves the rot and stench of your stink

Of all that you have gathered that smells

up your life with toxic dissidence

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She’s beside herself with craving for it

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She cannot wait to eat it up, gobble it down

Smack her lips with unabashed delight

It slithers down her throat in orgasmic pleasure

Give your shit to her, All of it, Hold nothing back

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She’s so very hungry. Feed Her!

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She will come for it if you don’t release it

She will eat it up whether you are ready or not

She knows that for your creativity to flourish

For your goodness to be alive and purposeful

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She wants to take all your malignant puss and eat it

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Give it to her. Not later on, Not tomorrow. Now!

Your life is a cesspool with that stuff you drag around

Let her drag it.  Let her take it and destroy it for you

Hell, She wants too.  Look how ready she is.  Drooling

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She’s ready.  Writhingly. Undulating with hunger

Give it to Her.  Give it to Kali.  She’ll eat it

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jeanne adwani. @Copyright. 2021

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Into The Fire


3/5/3/3/7/5. Shadorma 26 syllables

This is poetry form taken as a prompt from the NaPoWriMo.net website for todays poem

artist unknown to me.

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Into the Fire

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There is no

dousing the fire

when it all

needs to burn

fan the flame of destruction

what is done is done

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Make sacred

the empty land of

blackened waste

an altar to new beginnings

the phoenix rises

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Jeanne adwani  @copyright 2021

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Dedicated to Kali Ma


20 April 2019

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Pantoum.  Dedicated to Kali Ma

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Strip it down, lay it all out vulnerable

Unmask the false face of so many yesterdays

Be seen in the raw, unadulterated you

Risk the loses that have held you life-less 

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Unmask the false face of so many yesterdays

Fear has never been a kind and gracious friend

Risk the loses that have held you life-less

Stop the lie that makes you small and empty

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Fear has never been a kind and gracious friend

Holds you ransom to powerlessness and lonely

Stop the lie that makes you small and empty

Love will not think less of you in your truth

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Holds you ransom to powerlessness and lonely

The cage gets smaller with every fear enlarged edition

Love will not think less of you in your truth

What you destroy give space for creations magic

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The cage gets smaller with every fear enlarged edition

Be seen in the raw, unadulterated you

What you destroy gives space for creations magic

Strip it down, lay it all out vulnerable

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cc … Jeanne adwani

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WHEN THE GODDESS COMES TO THANKSGIVING


 

 

Heart hand n mouth

A stone settled in my throat

from the long ago of

when children were seen

Not to be heard

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Sitting around the Thanksgiving

table of abundance and belly full

All the voices to be heard took

the air out of the room.

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We found our breath

in the light of the Kitchen

Away from the weight of those fortune tellers

That had no relevance to our playground

of untapped dreams and magic.

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We were the reflection of family tales

in the assured right to story us

into what they would never be

How the should of us got should on.

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The stone became a river pebble

as years came in to self awakening,

in the wandering and the wondering

of where truth will flow and be shared

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The myth of who should be what

And who should be where in the familial

continuum container of untruths

spoken out loud in deep disregard.

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The old story came slow to dissolve

into the intent of self-resolve.

The claiming proclamation of .

I am not that clown you gave me

I am not that honest girl you said I was

I am not that nice nor am I that good

I am not that silenced voice of your making

I am a voice rising in my fullness.

I am All that I am and you can not should me.

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The stone is a clear crystal amplification

of  Sovereignty in the Queendom of myself

The illuminated voice of chanting in union with Love

and the proclamation of fearless intent to Be heard

in the complex ease and hard softness of claiming

all and every word needed to be said

in the when-ever-they-need saying.

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I amplify in the Stillness of All that I am

I roar the voice of Kali Ma on behalf of my lineage

I wear the Muse as I inspire and play

I cradle in tenderness your surrender

I am a crystal clear voice of paradox

Sacred in all my Creative forms

I am she Who Speaks her truth Out Loud.

I am The One Heart.

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