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I have worked hard on this piece.  The title is deliberately provocative, but I really am wanting to celebrate womanhood…. please come, sit, and get Naked….


Release hair from abnormal snare.
Untangle regal crown, let natural locks f-l-o-w
down soft brown skin.
Conscious daughter, flaunt your beauty,
reveal your knowledge;
flowing like the locks knowingly
swaying down naked back.

Freedom existed
even as hair twisted around

growing roots,

extending shoots

symbolizing embracing Divinity.
Eyes flashing with purpose,
determined glare softens when calling loved ones near
I stare –
Falling into pools of infinity

Swell of lips speak volumes –

full blooming smile
beguiles partner, intoxicating

drawing in with thoughts of kisses, of
moonlight walks, and erotic wishes…
Lips, when puckered, cause men to be suckered
into believing they rule the world,
while Woman’s radiant beauty, unfurled
pulls the strings from behind the curtain.
Soft chocolate cheek
blushing as I bend, brushing with a kiss –
innocence hinted: freshly minted desire

glowing with vitality of organic radiance.

On curved breast rests

the nurturing of a nation,
suckling the next generation
on the education of themselves
as emperors
and empresses.
Impresses with the ability to stand
strong, back enduring long hardships –
protecting –
Deflecting the blows of societal whips,
Yet standing upright –

Burdens carried so ours are lightened –
I am awed by your strength.

As I hold you close,
the curve of your spine
fits naturally against my palm.

You are the calm within my storm;
I feel my soul conform
to the contours of yours…
Your wide hips and your behind
remind me of sensuality…
rolling intimately
as you walk before me;
my eyes locked,
mesmerized by the movements
made by this woman’s stride
against the tide
of ignorance.

Each well-formed toe
balances perfectly on
multiple roles
moving without balancing poles:
Sister, Daughter, Lover, Friend –
how much deeper
does your strength extend?

Tracing hand around your navel,
thinking that scar says you’re able
To sustain life umbilical….
Womb:  the cocoon birthing life;
expanding again the human race
with a little one that may have your face…

I remember the middle passage of my sons.
From inner caverns contractions pushed
the lights of my world out,

afterbirth runs
And I cried

as I saw arms flailing wide




So stand naked, unashamed.
Strip off all vestiges of blame.
Drop your dress, impress
with your daring –
sight of your breasts leave me
You stand, I extend my hand,
and two become one –
joining …
in joyous celebration
Ignited conflagration
Passionate sensation
Of loving you.


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34 thoughts on “Naked

  1. A stunning tribute to black women everywhere!


    Posted by kate58 | August 30, 2011, 4:19 PM
  2. Your sincerity here can never be called into question, and I agree, being naked should be a celebration. I esp liked: “On curved breast rests /the nurturing of a nation…” but I really enjoyed the enthusiasm of the whole poem.


    Posted by hedgewitch | August 30, 2011, 7:33 PM
  3. this is excellent…the stanza on nurturing a nation is my fav so true…women should be revered and appreciated for their womanhood…well beyond the sexual implications…and there is beauty in all regardless of body type…


    Posted by brian | August 30, 2011, 10:08 PM
    • Definitely, Brian …. I love that line about nurturing a nation the best as well and I know that the sexual stanza at the end can be taken out and the piece can stand on its own without it, but it was the deliberate climax (no pun intended) to my piece.

      Women are to be revered, not debased as purely sexual objects, but on the other hand, sex is one of the most purest forms of expressing devotion…. 🙂


      Posted by bajanpoet | August 31, 2011, 12:42 PM
  4. Wow can really tell you worked hard on it. Very very well done. So true too, no one should fear pulling up a chair and getting naked. You went for the gusto with this piece and it shows, very nice!


    Posted by Pat Hatt | August 30, 2011, 10:16 PM
  5. i am constantly awed by their strength, and i don’t think i know their full strength.


    Posted by edpilolla | August 30, 2011, 11:03 PM
  6. Who run the world? Girls! Thank you so very much for this! Seriously, I just shared on a fellow poet’s blog today that we should have a bumper sticker that reads “Real Men Write Poems” and they write them like this. A complete appreciation for the reality, rather than the celebrity of woman. You will win many hearts with this one!


    Posted by tashtoo | August 31, 2011, 12:14 AM
  7. This is great…I love it..gorgeous!!!!!!!!!!!


    Posted by ayala | August 31, 2011, 2:18 AM
  8. the nurturing of a nation sticked out for me…beautiful…overall a festive tribute to womanhood…very much enjoyed it


    Posted by Claudia | September 2, 2011, 8:16 PM
  9. I missed this the last time around.. Just wanted to say whew… what a great tribute to women… I love how empowering and beautiful you made her in this poem.

    Folllowing you now ~


    Posted by Heaven | September 6, 2011, 9:18 PM
  10. i love the flow of your words as you create a contemporary goddess– beautiful!


    Posted by mairmusic | September 8, 2011, 9:23 PM
  11. On curved breast rests
    the nurturing of a nation…

    And therein lies the power of womanhood. I really like this sensual celebration of feminine beauty. Thanks for sharing on RT today. You are welcome.


    Posted by Kerry O'Connor | January 23, 2012, 2:44 PM
  12. We are mistresses of illusion, even naked.


    Posted by Fireblossom | January 23, 2012, 3:07 PM
  13. “how much deeper does your strength extend?” I love this acknowledgment of the strength of women in their various roles. A wonderful appreciative tribute.


    Posted by Sherry Blue Sky | January 23, 2012, 5:30 PM
  14. OMG!
    Glorification of the female form in all it’s beauty, uniqueness and familiarity. This is a powerful piece!


    Posted by Kim Nelson | January 24, 2012, 2:30 AM
  15. Well, this poem just gets better as it progresses and the ending is such a joy!

    and especially lovely:

    On curved breast rests
    the nurturing of a nation,
    suckling the next generation

    Yes, I can tell you spent time on this. I hope your special lady loved it!


    Posted by Margaret | January 24, 2012, 9:14 PM
    • Well there’s no special lady …. but I just had a specific goal in mind when I wrote it – as another commenter said, the “glorification of the female form in all its beauty, uniqueness and familiarity.” Thank you for liking it – I remember having a debate with another reader before I posted it about whether I should end it the way I did – but the ending was specifically the whole point of the piece for me, and I’m glad you think it ended well 🙂


      Posted by bajanpoet | January 25, 2012, 12:00 AM
  16. “Impresses with the ability to stand
    strong, back enduring long hardships –
    protecting –
    Deflecting the blows of societal whips,
    Yet standing upright –

    My favorite lines…i love it ♥ ♥ ♥


    Posted by Latoni | December 20, 2012, 6:52 PM
  17. I heard you read this some time ago and I just read it for myself, my senses are awakened by your words…


    Posted by sophia haynes | November 15, 2013, 2:50 PM

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