Color Kemuella

Green.

The depth of my soul.

The frequency of feeling whole.

Heart open portal.

Window to the island on Tour-tle.

Utopia.

Swimming through this aerated era.

Lilly pads and letting go of the would haves.

Knowing I've done all I could have.

Realized through a true path.

White.

Once associated with doing things out of spite.

A reflection of pure light.

A role coveted to this one alone.

Though when I feel green, I know that thought was never etched in stone.

White.

More like a canvas birthed in the night.

I see with true sight.

Glasses off.

Shades lifted.

How I am color has shifted.

Yellow.

Sunshine.

Iced tea for the Summertime.

Porcupine sitting waiting for dinner time.

No pork rinds.

Just porch kickin spit'n rhymes.

Tangerine.

Makes my heart sing.

Feels like a sharp sxream.

A sxreeching halt.

Reaching salt.

Thrown on a wound.

Bubbling like shaken malt.

That part of the lava turning to fire.

Smoke lifting higher.

The transformation before ascension.

Releasing the need to be a transaction.

It wasn't really a need.

More like a programmed seed.

Dressed like a softly dancing flower.

Reveal the thorn underneath opened by the rains shower.

Dewy teal.

Floating gliding.

A winged seal.

The moment transition.

Waves arrive.

Nothing external makes me alive.

Life source it's all inside.

A moat surrounding.

Where the toad croaks.

Learning the lesson of a mother with a pet goat.

Know in the ring of water.

Lives you, the universe that's sought after.

Plush blue.

The pillow for my sorrow.

And all of yours too.

The irony it was purchased by you.

The cushion for my knees.

Receiving all the humble humility.

Folding over.

A heaving puddle mess.

A lovers heart put to the test.

Brown

Lay your head rest.

You've done enough we'll do the rest.

Replenish your energy.

Formula for true synergy.

Eat from the fruit of life.

Relax your bones let go of strife.

Thank you.

I see stress is needed no more.

If I want my heart to heal not sore.

In order to love you or anyone else.

I accept full responsibility of loving myself.

Sunkissed crimson red.

Messages in my blood.

All the things left unsaid.

Rage of inner outer battle.

Stallion charge.

Invitation mount my saddle.

Not giving permission.

It was never what you needed.

Still living on land unceded.

Ride with me to see.

What peace is created in people you pressured to express resiliency.

Who is you?

Chuckle scuff nose blow.

Only you will know.

Listen.

Before you approach me bow and express true sweet intention.

I'll prance my hoofs.

Show you my fancy moves.

A beckon of approval.

Proceed without judgment or thought of removal.

Of what we see.

All that naturally bes.

Just observe.

Heart open ready to learn.

Black.

Face it.

You are not under attack.

What is truly threatened is their insecurity of breaking their mothers back.

So they turned on their siblings and tried a dishonest hack.

To evade responsibility in the wake of their mothers wrath.

No need for tattle tale or parenting an other.

Just love on yourself like you'd a brother, lover, father, and mother.

Be your inner family.

Shield with fortified harmony.

Water your roots.

Stand strong and flexible.

You were once a tree with the curiosity and boldness of Rudy Huxtable.

Stanzas are getting longer and longer.

The rush to landing.

Arriving stronger and stronger.

Still a desire to feel settled.

Not like shaken steamy kettle.

Pause receive a breath.

Rub the purple heart on your chest.

Hues of violent.

Indigo babies rainbow crest.

Releasing the battle.

What's left?

Wounds needing love.

Nothing more nothing less.

The hurt wants drunken stillness.

Spirit Self knows medicine is in the movements.

Toxins build in a stagnant dancer.

No misalignment.

No cancer.

Fuchsia.

Love of ancestors who's missed ya.

Lineage of acceptance and ease.

Allowing a baby's laughter through a gentle squeeze.

In the wind blows.

Lives wisdom beyond an extended nose.

I lift my hat to you.

Hummingbird who knows the depth of my brown yellow highlighted fuchsia tinted skin truth.

Kemuella.

I am color.

Frequencies of awareness.

Of being an other lover.