After the Solstice…

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“One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain…”

-Shila Iris w/ Bob Marley

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20 Feet TaLL

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Chant with me… peace and blessings to you.

Everything I Need

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I’d love to have you join me next Saturday for a unique Wine Tasting!  Everyone is welcome!
Dress in your Afrikan garb so we can take some fine family pictures.  If you don’t have any, please, come as you are.  Peace and Joy!

Purchase tickets here or pay at the door.

Shila Iris aka Honey

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Throwback Tonight: Happy Kwanzaa!

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Tonight we dance!

The symbols of a culture, a heritage of humanity, mean a lot.  When they begin to disappear, be very concerned.  So, the moral of the story is:  wear your color, wear your art, wear your culture to remind you of where we been and we’re going.  Don’t give up.  Sankofa!

Besides, color is so dope!

I stay woke,
Shila Iris aka Honey

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The Water

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The water heals
so, I swim deep

the depth of it all
just seems so out of reach

so I fetch, dig deep in my memory
the spirits rise, so again I can see

at the bottom of the ocean
in Labadi beach
The horses, they come for me

I am the master of this ceremony
new life, new mind
3 dollars and 6 dimes
Cause the woman that knows something,
knows that she knows nothing at all
Change

-by Shila Iris

Whenever I got lonely, or needed some advice, he gave me his shoulder, his words were very nice…

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I picks my friends, like I picks my fruit,
and granny told me that when I was only a youth,
I, don’t walk around trynna be what I’m not,
I don’t waste my time trynna get what you got.
I work at pleasing me, cause I can’t please you,
and that’s why, I do what I do,
My soul flies free like a willow tree…

Fruit…

He brought so much excitement to my day.  Spending hours in my cypher, he began to write poems, inspired by the way my mind floated.  He remained untainted by false profits, and listened to the elders.  He meant what he said.  He said, he’d see me through my healing.  He was strong.  He needed me, just as I needed him, sustained by my unpredictable existence, he levitated in the walls that I cultivated- orange and red hues, with yellow overtones.  My creations empower.   I am the water bearer, the loyal one.  Blossoming spirit, they desire, but I chose  him.  I swallowed his insecurities, and I deciphered his anger.  He gave to me purely, without expectations.

I am Shila Iris, life-sustaining…

For What It’s Worth

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In the short time that I’ve experienced your spirit,
I think you’re a pretty dope lady with a lot of power…

Gotta do your thing… breathe.  Be free.  Outside of sexuality.  It’s not about the body, it’s the spirit, made you look!  Healing is not about bowing down, it’s about looking up, and accepting the All.  I see balance, I see truth.  I see myself outside of you.  Peace.

I write love poems… or just poems of desire… i desire u

Shila Iris

P.S. My people don’t always wear clothes.  We started wearing them to protect ourselves from you, and then, you started selling sex.  Look closer.

Reprise:  You will feel me everywhere you go.  You will taste my skin, I will flow within your memory.  You will see me in your dreams.  Your heart is weary, and you will be overwhelmed with me.  I am a drug.  And so are you.  We’re in recovery.

“I’m a recovering undercover overlover, recovering from a love I can’t get over.  Don’t want to be an addict anymore.  Addicts lie, addicts cheat.  Addicts run, hide, and live in fear of their next high. Their next high could be you, it could be me, what are you addicted to?  I just want some balance.  So, I’mma chase the Sun.