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Be

5/10/2017

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Be

I need a high to survive
because
I always feel like I'm 
Dying
If you really listen close
Enough
You'll hear my inner child crying
I'm tired of hiding

Hiding from the shame
From the alcoholic
The insane 

​These are all inside of me

I just want to be alone
Free from those soul suckers
Taking up resideince
Inside of me
I want to go home

​To my heart
Where They aren't

I want he Shaman
To remove these
Recordings from me
I want to be set free

Free from the chains
Of the karmic pains
That have brought my people
Down to barren lifeless plains

The psychologists
They want me to accept
This route
They want me to grieve
The loss of all I've lost and Everything 
I've never had

The thought that I'll
Never have it
Gets me raging mad

Doesn't everyone deserve
A loving dad?

It's not that bad
It's not that bad
It's not tht bad
I'm totally used to being sad

The Mantras
I've spoken
Over the deluded years
Are like pokeballs for 
All my fears

They store the damage inside 
Of my flesh
Like magotts they eat 
My hope until 
There's nothing left

This is what you want
Me to accept?

I'm not sure you've got this right
Mr. psychology
Acceptance of the awful
Doesn't prove to be an appealing
Methodology

I want to believe that I
Can return to the light
That I can take flight
AND
Still serve here on the ground

There's a reason I refer
To my followers as the angels
Of the let down

I am an angel
I have always been
And I will remain
To be

And I want to shed
This shit storm that's been
Clinging to me

I'm not ready to give up
Yet on being set
Free

I CAN BE

​-Beth F

Freedom in the light of the moon, it's all too much, it's all too soon. The eyes consume.
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Lavender Moans & Forest Cries

4/29/2017

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Life is but a serenade
All this
Lessons & blessings
I am 
A teacher
A warrior
Brave
I close my eyes
And all the "commitments" fade
Stop
Listen
And you will see what you've been missin'
We created this division

You see that gauge 
In the flesh of the earth?
You've been diggin' up
A false sense of worth

I'm speaking of a true birth

The kid that is more than
A mirror
It doesn't come from between
Knees
Unless you see legs
When you look at trees

Mama Aya
She's been calling to me
Asking me to settle down
And in
So I can be shown
The moan
That comes before the unknown
And the cry of life
That follows first breath

My depth lies much deeper
Than flesh
My heart is lavender
In a forest chest.

-Beth F

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FB Live Poetry Reading
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He Says

4/10/2017

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He Says

Here goes nothing

I don't want
Your patterns
To be mine
There’s already been so much time

So much time that has passed
I have a pet peeve
Of people who only cover their own ass

I rather say you hate me
Than say nothing at all
And me, I’ve been small

I’ve been a caricature of myself
Because of the fears of the past
I’m trying to protect myself
From my trauma
By pushing you aside
I’m trying to stay alive

Because I want to stop becoming
Because I want karma to be rewritten
Because with you I was smitten

Head over heals
Crazy in drug
Lack of love

You’re empty
But you’re not awake
I don’t want to attend your wake

Like a boat on water
Spreading behind it
Side to side
I so deeply wanted to dive
Into your hive

You hide
You push away
You set up barriers of insurmountable
Unattractive
Disgust
To protect you from love

Your identity
Bullshit
I’ve seen our mirrors full
You burn like coals
Hot to the touch
Longing so much

You love me
You were there
In moments
That are unspeakably divine
But you drive me nuts
All the fucking time

You never shut up
You never stop smoking
Your fire
And you do the toking

​-Beth F


Spoken Word on YouTube
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Wake up

4/5/2017

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Humanity

One day
I'm going to wake
Up
And see you
Asleep
Next to me
And all those songs I love to sing
Will really be a thing

I'm not entirely sure
I've ever really
Been 
In 
Love

I believe 
I have faith
In that feeling I feel
In just the right hug

I've had many
Lovers
Many Kisses
And lots of sex

But there's a feeling
I'm seeking
And it feels like

Mist
Rolling over
Cliffs 

-Beth F

Divinity 

Remember
you are mist
you will be missed

You gasp
like wind
when you recognize
your sin

Let me in

It's not in him

This resurrection
that 
You are seeking 

You're in the realm of the Reaper
And all he's doing is reaping

you've got little
to no harvest
to share
He doesn't care

Open your eyes child
I am right before you
All the time
In all things I shine

I need you to take a breath

Take a break

I'm who you will see
when you wake!

-God

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Spoken Word on YouTube
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Let it rain

3/21/2017

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PictureArt by Hera and Akut http://www.herakut.de/

Blend the black and white to
create the grey

This is all I want to do today, this day

            Every single moment 
            Every Single Way

There's a paradigm
                      A spectrum

        I tilt left and right
                     A therapist 
                             Once held a ruler
                     up to my face
      
​        This is your mom
                 this is your dad

               Black & white
                            are sorta bad
          
            It's OK to be sad
                     That's what Jeanne said
                     And Mauricio

                                    And everyone else in
                                       the church

                    Who was also crying
                                     themselves to sleep
                                                     at night
                    Just suffering together
                               was enough to help
                                  us to feel
                                       held together tight

                     Shaking in my skin like
                        I'm 15 again
 
                              It's me, it's us,
                              It's him

                           Why the fuck do I 
                                  have to live this
                                        reality over and over
                                                   again?

                        I'm not a flower in
                              the attic
                     
                        I'm not the replacement 
                          drug for the fucking
                         addict

                       I'm not your mother Mary,
                           your divine savior

                                  or a pretty face
 
                           I refuse to run in
                               This 100 meter race

                          This is a prayer right
                               now to everything that
                                  is sacred in this
                                  place
                                  please
                           Take away this pain
                                  Save me from the insane
                                          let Isabelle Rain

                                                                                         -Beth F



Spoken Word on Youtube
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Sunday

2/19/2017

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Some new improvisational shiz is on zee youtube for your listening pleasure. Enjoy, laugh, & live.

​MUAH! 
YouTube Link
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Writing Prone

2/15/2017

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Writing Prone

I am the rotted roots
Surrounded by mustard
At the end of the parking lot
Where no one parks
Because they don't’ want to walk that far

I’m the blossom behind the gate
Where everyone is standing around
Bitching about the wait

I’m the petal at the top of the tree
Above the suburban sprawl
I’m the one who feels it all

I’m the child that's crossed country
More than once
In hopes of finding home
I’m that subtle reminder
That were never alone

I’m writing prone

​-Beth F


Spoken on YouTube
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Unite Today For Tomorrow

1/18/2017

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Sitting here with head exploding due to the impending doom, we can curl up in a ball but the evil will still loom. I feel it in my head, in my nerves. The unrest of the nation, it's right here, under my flesh. I can't rest. I am an animal on which something is running a test. I wonder if I am a control; is there anything to control? I know we are all whole. I am ever grateful that today we get to take our first steps as a family walking into a new life. The whole damn world might be laden with fear, anger, and delusion but I am blessed to see through the illusion. I see to the divine synchronicity crossing the borders of body and geography. I am glad my ears can hear the symphony. The symphony of messages transmitted through all mediums.
​ I promise I will shift the idioms.

Hold on to nothing.
          There is nothing of which 
                      to let go.

We will stop 
quoting sages,

when we come to know,

our alchemy is
stardust

floating in orbs,

our being is moments

between the chords.

-Beth F
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Come To My Arms 4-3-14

12/28/2016

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For one month in 2014 I wrote a poem every morning after reading the work a literary leader I admired and meditating. Most poems were direct transmissions from the divine. This is one of them.

Come To My Arms 4-3-14

Surrender
Self-less lover
Over to me
All that you ask for
All that you can, could, want to be

I am your shepherd
You shall not want
I will honor thy holy motives
As long as you present them to me
When you are alive you set me free

Come to me loved one
As you should have been able to
Approach your parents
My lap is warm
And so absorbent of tears

Shed light on that which hides
By recognizing and letting go
So that I may glow
Through your temples
And through your cheeks

Your lips are like glass
Temperature aware
With my kiss upon them
I recommend you share.

-Beth F
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Heart Service 1/24/16

12/22/2016

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Heart Service

In love
Time and space evaporate
An energy vortex
Sucking us in and spitting us out
The most profound
Ecstatic dance

In love
I trance

A belly full
Of pleasure
A mind
Empty and awake
I give
I take

Amrita
Leaves us in it’s wake
​

Keep it up
For heaven’s sake

-Beth F

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