Fertility Poems

What becomes of a world that lacks a black future

Sterilisation.
The ending of a bloodline 
The tree has now stopped growing 
Overshadowed by the other flourishing trees
Almost as if it had never existed

But that's what they wanted 
To eliminate. To exterminate. To eradicate.
A whole race 
It's why they lie with every smile 
It's why they feign care whilst they kill

They look young black women in

Baal god of Fertility and Rider of the Clouds

Baal spent time in the underworld with the lesser gods
Learned how to make man miserable with the weather
Thunderbolts and lightning announced his earthly arrivals
Baal relished in the misery of lost sailors and dying soldiers.
He was a key deity in weather changes and stubbornness.
Thus, he was represented with a bull, ram or thunderbolt
Rider of the clouds

Once Again

I woke up from a warm summer dream,
Winter winds were blowing away the stillness.
Bare branches danced with a quiet scream—
Once again, the world feels empty.

The earth shivers under the blanket of snow,
Hiding the path I once walked.
Dreams melt like frost beneath the pale morning sun—
All that was there is gone.

But even in frozen stillness,
The river

Scarlet Symphony

Drip drip drip
There she is, curl up like a ball,
Hands pressing hard, raw is the pain,
For a moment the heated pad works.

Thud thud thud
Powerless she's against the shedding,
High and low, her hormones play tennis,
Giggles of laughter turn into tears.

Drip drip drip
With every drop of Vermillion, 
A raging pain rise in her low back,
The room is

Lupercalia

Men bearing nakedness and strips of thong
running through and whipping the female throng
	Blood red and milk white,
	colors of delight.
A tradition for years that remained strong.

Young women wrote names with aim to belong. 
Man drawing their name is their hopeful song.
	Placed strip in an urn
	for a mate they yearn.
The new couple together all year long.

Celebration of

fallow

forever fallow
	nature returns the favor ~
		rich fertility

Circle of Fertility

circle of fertility hidden deep in the valley
Come, women who want to conceive
feel the nurturers, Gaia and sun break
bring your waiting wombs

Capable Landscape

Productive habitat overrides destruction 
Rousing happens atop ground otherwise reluctant
Entities touching, same faith entertained
Grass burst brave weaves together cracked terrain 

Gaia time turns pages, plot twists threaten pattern 
Arrested in laughter at last season's barren
Nudging sprouts mouth new determined language
Terra pushes Spring, customarily established



         
  

Fertility Celebrations Bloodied

It was dusk and eerie, rain dripped from 
Leaves that rustled in the trees 
Of the nearby woods, each shadow cast
A reminder that danger lurked about!
A shrill scream cut through the darkness,
Bringing with it fear and dread, 
A certain warning, that murder was the mood!

A fox sneaked back into its hole, 
As a snake slithered

Ovation For Ovulation

Sense altering fertility:
                   a stoic female falters

Seven consecutive avid hours in each four weeks 
I mull over mitigating my chosen ongoing celibacy 
Primitive drive permeates realms where pleasure peaks
Stomach burgeoning coersion detects digital delicacy

Needy as a newborn,

Endometriosis

This pain is not my fault 
I was just unlucky
It brings my life to holt
Each stabbing pain, twisting ache
Strikes as hard as a lightening bolt
This cramping is so hard to shake 
Endometriosis is its name
We're not playing this is no game
It takes away so many things 
Each person its sorrow it brings
To know what we

Deep Smelly Matters

I find a great deal to learn
from Republican 
Supremacist
Nationalistic
Nihilistic Evangelical Rapture
about how to lose eco-political sanity
and lose ecological health.

It feels important to remember
and respect
basic nutritional dumping facts
of public health through reinvestment
and global climate pathology through extraction
apartheid
blame and shame

Some movements smell,
but this does not remove them
from appropriate gut matters
for poets
saints
and sinners.

We civilized Western straight white people
worry

Fertility

You’re wasting all my fertility years
She said
With genuine anger.
Dave said
Nothing.
He sloped away and put a single slice of rye bread in the toaster
Popped a hard-boiled egg in his mouth
And thought about his robust spermatozoa.

Spring's Fertility

Spring's Fertility


blue jays hop off branch
borne worm caught from sprouting grass
mountain dresses' up

connie pachecho

1/11/17

Sungod's Flagrant Fertility

From Darwin, and other naturalists,
we learned survival of the fittest
as polymorphically equivalent
to thrival of the fit-in-ingest.

Hmmm,...fittest mutual cooperators
...or maybe peer-to-peer 
nation-to-nation
straight-to-*****
positive-to-positive
equals reverse correlative negative-to-negative 
communisystemic therapy.

Yikes!

At least inter-reconnecting naturalists 
speak evolution of biosystemic species
as an EarthTribe emergence
toward polyglot not
nontheistic density
of healthy creolizing balance
among networking interdependent ecosystems,

That hopefully smells
and faithfully tastes
flavors of sensationally kind
funkiness

Or so we

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