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a celebration of a true howled existence.

 

Under a new moon's  
crimson umbra  
I howl my existence known  
Now, in this time  
These proclamated days  
They. Are. Ours. To. Claim.  
 
I mark them—  
In penetrating permanence  
with this organic spiritual right  
Mine and hers,  
such strength  
of cradled life  
in every burst  
 
Weary of stigmas past  
Once,  
just women  
of wicked hearted
 
to bloom in full illumination  
of known truth  
 
Spilling forth  
So joyous proud,  
of a belly's incarnation  
to hearts that beat in flow  
 
Times of searing pain  
in an unbreakable  
a newly discovered well  
My so-called sinful pride swells  
Purposeful in it's tatters    
as confetti of misconception  
s c a t t e r s    
 
Riding upon winds    
of yesterday's promise  
to bask,  
finally found  
in today
.  
 
This day.  
In celebration,
letting go  
of a  
darkened past  
 
Dancing,  
full of ample rosey  
and scented  
in all  
that is womanhood  
 
A beautiful bountiful  
bloodied  
reminder  
 
 
O' how she does mightily roar!  
 
 
 
 
Written by Bluevelvete
Published
Author's Note
for the Aunt Flo Art comp
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