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last day for entries into the 2016 clothes free poetry contest!

Watcha doin? OK, if it’s not writing poetry, then you have to rethink your life choices right now. Why? Because today is the last day to submit an entry to the 2016 Clothes Free Poetry Contest! Details and guidelines here: https://clothesfreelife.com/2016/04/01/its-time-welcome-to-the-4th-annual-clothes-free-poetry-contest/ Excellent! I see you stretching your fingers to type away! Happy Clothes Free Friday!

i am

Here’s a little prompt for you all on the final day of submissions for our poetry contest. There’s still time I am who I am Nothing  more nothing less Than you or anyone else No less sophistication no more finesse I just am I am who I am And that is that Not for your approval Cause you think I’m skinny or fat I just am I am who I am Despite what you think Won’t  be forced in your box Won’t be just   blue or pink I just am I am who I am Oh what a joy To find ease without clothes For all people man woman girl boy I just am I am who I am Being true myself whatever reflects in the mirror Come see for yourself I just am I am who I am Without pretense or sway Won’t change you don’t change me Take it in and say I just am I am

join in on the 2016 clothes free poetry contest!

Confession: I went through your things last night and found all your hidden journals full of amazing poetry. No, I’m not sorry! Go open your book to that pile of drafts you’ve had since 2001 and summon one of those amazing pieces you’ve been waiting to complete! There are some beautiful entries coming in for the 2016 Clothes Free Poetry Contest. Wouldn’t you love to join in and share the beauty of your soul, too? Below is a little tickler of inspiration, a piece I wrote last week for Women on Wednesdays. Once you’ve listened and read, head over to our 2016 Clothes Free Life Poetry Contest page for the details and submit your entry! I am alive “I am alive,” says my heart to my head feel me beat through your feet when you walk down the street bare your soles open toed press your heel really feel where you stand take your hand touch me here never fear with your palm to your chest take your gaze to the west hear the sound of …

wow poetics: i say of beauty

For this week’s Women on Wednesday, poetry takes the stage, as is appropriate given that clothesfreelife.com is currently hosting the 4th annual Clothes Free Poetry Contest “The Body as Poetry” as well. I offer a series of poems throughout the day today. To wrap up today’s poetry flow for Women on Wednesdays, I share this poem from the archives.    I Say of Beauty They said of beauty, “This” An image faking bliss Lines that don’t exist They said of beauty, “This.” They said of beauty, “She.” No beauty found in “He” Who cares what think “We” They said of beauty, “She.” They said of beauty, “That.” A dress, a classy hat Buy it off the rack They said of beauty, “That.” But then I stopped and thought What damage has this wrought What souls have these lies caught Yes, I sat and thought And then I said, “No more.” Exiting the store Gave up the beauty chore I chose and said, “No more.” I say of beauty, “Me.” This beauty that I see Inner beauty free …

wow poetics: wholly i am holy

For this week’s Women on Wednesday, poetry takes the stage, as is appropriate given that clothesfreelife.com is currently hosting the 4th annual Clothes Free Poetry Contest “The Body as Poetry” as well. I offer a series of poems throughout the day today. Wholly I am holy Wholly I am holy every single breath I breathe gives witness to the universe that’s what I believe Wholly I am holy every finger, every toe no matter what they preach at me I already know Wholly I am holy every bone and every cell my body’s all of heaven the mind’s my only hell Wholly, I am holy and divine I’ve always been to celebrate is gratitude to doubt’s my only sin hontouniheart 6 avril 2016 Inspiration: beyond religion

wow poetics: i’m so glad you’re here

For this week’s Women on Wednesday, poetry takes the stage, as is appropriate given that clothesfreelife.com is currently hosting the 4th annual Clothes Free Poetry Contest “The Body as Poetry” as well. I offer a series of poems throughout the day today. i’m so glad you’re here I’m so glad you’re here. Who are these guys that tweet imposing on my space suggesting we should meet? Who are these weird accounts without a face or name that follow without word? They all look the same. And every time I post someone looks at my chest forgetting what I wrote to comment on my breast. I wanted to feel safe and free to share my heart, but all these empty words are tearing me apart. Or was it ever real? Was it just a hoax to get me to reveal through wolf in sheepskin coax? Is anybody there with whom I could just be, unguarded and yet safe, a truer kind of me? I’m so glad you’re here. Connecting as two wholes, not just naked bodies, we …

wow poetics: my body matters, too

For this week’s Women on Wednesday, poetry takes the stage, as is appropriate given that clothesfreelife.com is currently hosting the 4th annual Clothes Free Poetry Contest “The Body as Poetry” as well. I offer a series of poems throughout the day today.   my body matters, too my body matters, too maybe not to you or to the tweeting heads or any online threads but my breasts can shout and wiggle all about when I march my right and for my freedom fight my bones spell naked grace paint joy about my face as I breathe and flow I light my soul aglow perhaps my skin’s a sin and there’s no way to win covered or exposed my journey no one knows my story matters, too my rights and history do even if nobody knew my story matters, too – hontouniheart 5 avril 2016 Inspiration: on the (lack of) coverage of clothes freedom / top freedom experiences of “othered” women around the world        

wow poetics: i am alive

For this week’s Women on Wednesday, poetry takes the stage, as is appropriate given that clothesfreelife.com is currently hosting the 4th annual Clothes Free Poetry Contest “The Body as Poetry” as well. I offer a series of poems throughout the day today.   I am alive “I am alive,” says my heart to my head feel me beat through your feet when you walk down the street bare your soles open toed press your heel really feel where you stand take your hand touch me here never fear with your palm to your chest take your gaze to the west hear the sound of your breath even though you have wept “I am alive” says my heart to my soul I am free Just to be I’m alive I am me hontouniheart 5 avril 2016 Inspiration: general gratitude, external witness of inner strength