Black Poetry : Cosmic Uterus (unfinished version)

[blakverb]

360 degrees atoms revolve inside me
as I revolve around in this cosmic uterus
trapped in the womb of elements that
comprise me.....heartbeat getting
down with the rhythm of nova pulses
and my mind flows....Cosmic uterus
existing among sagittarius, orion,
and libra kicking it in the galaxy
of blakholes and travelling on light
beams from the sun....I am the one
anointed king of Sirius pointing things
out to Lagrange before mass transfer
and comets hold hands to serve
as my dance floor...so "Rock, Rock,
to the Planet Rock don't stop ..."
and Afrika is where I'll be when my
physical leaves this Cosmic Uterus
thats what the spirits told me....so I can
see me in another form..maybe landing
on the Serengeti during a shooting star
storm...and chill with the lions and run
with the gazelles until then I exist
in this cosmic Uterus.

(c)2001 blakverb

 

[$$RICH$$]

VERY WELL SAID

I LOVE HOW U PAINTED THIS PICTURE
IT BRINGS OUT EMOTIONAL FEELINGS

 

[N2urSoul]

I'm gonna have to...

marinate all up in dis heah prose ... you know I've got a come back for this -- just let me feel my way before I lay down with the flow....


Be Comin' 4 the SOUL N U ~

One Luv
Two 's

 

[GA_Sunshyne]

My RoYaL BLaK-NeSs....


...& you say this is the "unfinished" version???!

well... it seems pretty complete to me!!...
Complete-ly Tyght that is!!
(but dats just my opinion)...

OneLuv.
Ga~

 

[N2urSoul]

I'm Cummin' 4 Ya' (pardon the pun)

As the halo bulges around
your milky way
it populates my cosmic uter(us)
and sends
shooting stars to explore
internal or(i)gins within
lighting a clear pathway
N2 my Soul
Mr. Sagittarius in between
toasted almond thighs
balancing the Libra in me
on my own set of scales
and I
release warm tidal forces
of escaped matter
to spit-shine your skin

one
uuuuuuuhh mmmmm
after
uuuuuuuhh mmmmm
the other

There's an elliptical intimacy
reaching your colossal galaxy
of blak holes
and gravity emits
fantasies that I visualize
in stellar brightness
through even the
darkest - density
Search no further for
ambiguity inside the
space of another unknown
A S T R O N O M I C A L
realm
-- your solar sensitive instrument
leaves remnants along
my internal walls
in rose petal red
to mark the dampness
of this territory
in which
you now reside
unlike that of the
Serengeti whose
sands are
hot and dry ~