DRUNK LOVE HEART - THE CD!

Meet my baby... 

I poured all my heart in to this. All the way. This infusion of sound, melody, words, muse, poems, laugh–tears, ancestors, rivers, rocks, trees, friends, help, love… is designed to pluck your heart strings, make you feel deeper, break open and embrace joy.

THANK YOU – Rory Anton of Pure Fun Records for intuitively knowing the rhythms of my heart. Your beautiful original music and sound compositions make the poems come alive!

Click the photo above or link to purchase physical copy.

Digital downloads coming soon!

SAMPLE IT HERE:
01 Opening Drunk Love Heart by akka b. by drunkloveheart

PURCHASE HERE:  

Watching What I Think

Her lips are covered in beet juice again and her eyes have turned to green. But don't worry about the hearts slipping out the top of her head... 

That's pretty normal this time of year. 

Sweet Big Tiger

Sweet Big Tiger with your sweet big toes and your tricksy big tiger tail. Savage like you're supposed to be savage, and passionate like you're supposed to be passionate, and powerful like all the best. But who gave you those rabbit paws Sweet Big Tiger? Who gave you that rabbit chortle, sweet big, fierce big, merciless big, restless tiger?

baby Acorns

Thank you brother atma for your photo shopping magicalness!

 

Finally 36!! 

phew.

MADE IT

 Now What?

aKorn b.read?

 

 tree corns

roots up

oh fine,

all write

  

about...

  I just have one or two more things to say... and they have nothing to do with birth, or coming of age, or rounding the bend, or where have I been, or what's for dinner, or what's my favorite whatever. NO. The one or two things I have to say involve...

Thinking LIGHT

  Which either has to do with thinking about light, or thinking lightly, or a nice practical thinking light.

I think I've just said 

the one or two more things. 

Happy

akka b.

?

 Please feel free to congratulate me.

Death From Itself

Who am I to keep death from itself? 

Would I push a birthing infant back inside my womb? 

Stick a cork in it? 

Who am I to keep death from itself? 

A child, born of seed, seeks its own light

Knowing as a tree how to siphon water into its capsule

And break through the very soil, which held it to its growth

Who am I to keep death from itself? 

Where does the soil for birth begin?

If not from the ashes of what has come to an end?

Who am I to keep death from myself? 

Denying it, its simple goal, of life

Re: turn ing

I MARRY MYSELF

my

dearly

b.

loved

take my hand

I arrive at this altar 

apprehensive

Terrified 

to say the things 

I'm about to say:

   




Please love me, 

             hold me, 

     

                             Never let 

            me 

                         go

I'll 

be 

leaving 

my 

tears 

with 

you

Promise to remind 

me of beauty 
my soul

Should ever I lose sight of 
my deep significance

 

 I'll be letting my dreams 

                               on you;

rouse you

 Promise to laugh

at my conviction
Only when I pass

under shadow
of doubt

I share my 

Passion/



 fruit

Stay

Even when it feels 

too precious; 

too breakable

Please stay - in the believing land

    I trust you

I pray you trust me too

Trust

Willingness. Laughter. Invention. Enthusiasm. Intelligence. Humanness. Holiness. Half-baked. Full-baked. Unripened still. 

my

dearly

b.

loved

gathered in me today

hold my hand, love my heart, say you will...

love yourSelf.

i love mySelf.

marry yourSelf.

i marry mySelf.

promise

i promise.

i do.

*

Photos by Raksha Boiteau

"Heart Roots": THE SPECIAL GIFT OF THE IRREGULAR ME.

 

 

 Hello EVERYBODY!!!!!

The fun part about being me is... being me.

And the funnest part about being me - being me,

Is that I get to share that me, with YOU. 

Lots of times I am just regular me, going around in my regular-me way.

BUT

When I want to... (and sometimes when I don't).

I have a special talent for morphing into the Irregular Me.

THE SPECIAL GIFT OF THE IRREGULAR ME

IS THAT I CAN HEAR

HEART WHISPERS

(There, I've said it and I won't take it back)

When it happens, it feels like a 

WATERFALL POURING

Into the top of my head

(Maybe that's why my hair is white in that one spot)

The Waterfall of Whisper 

Shows me pictures, sound, information and feelings that have to do with the heart of a thing or person; Root, Core, Leaves, and/or Reaching Purpose.

So now that you know that, I want you to know this:

For the first time AND for a very limited time, I am offering...

Personalized and ORIGINAL 

'Message-Heart-Art' 

At a very reasonable cost!

After the limited time is over, this service will still be available, 

BUT at a very unreasonable cost.

What you get for a very reasonable 

or unreasonable cost: 

* Original (collectible) artwork and poetry made especially for you and signed by akka b. 

* Includes magical healing powers for enhancing your creative life 

(The ones that come from you and will always be with you)  
* Plus, maybe a very special twig, branch or rock that I covet. :)

Current reasonable cost: $99 (U.S)

Size and theme to be determined by The Powers That B.

International Orders Welcome!

FOR MORE DETAILS, 

or to ask me why I'll need a photo of you, 

OR TO PLACE AN ORDER, 

please email me directly:  

drunkloveheart@gmail.com

inLove, 

akka b.