Epiphany

Aha moments seen to come to me at the craziest times. It is at that moment that I must decide what to do with the information conceived...so I write! I write to save my sanity. I write to bring clarity. I write to make the vision plain...then I run with it! In my head, information is not yet real.But on paper it is now a plan and possibly a future goal. Don't take those moments for granted. A lot can develop from an epiphany!

Beauty Was Her Name

Beauty was her name
So she played the dangerous game
Of cat and mouse
 her house
Was not a home
So she roams
The streets
With broken heartbeats
She sweeps
Pain under her rug
Cuz a bug
Was placed in her ear
And now she fears
Her validity will self-destruct
So she tucks
Her worth
In mini skirts
And mid riffs
Allowing johns to sniff
With no access denied
Nothing to hide
She rides
The midnight train to George, Harry, Tim, and Paul
All
One way tickets to hell on earth
Instead of dreams she births
Nightmares that become reality
Seemingly
Appearing innocent
Yet her innocence
Has been revoked
Leaving heavy yokes
But her name was beauty
And she should be beautiful
Doing beautiful things
Instead she brings
Damaged goods
From her hood
Cuz that’s all she knows
She sows
Pain so she reaps sorrow
Hoping todays rain brings tomorrows
Rainbows
And at the end is a pot of gold
To add wealth to her soul
But no wealth comes
And the holes
Turn into voids
Leaving beauty paranoid
Will she ever posses what her name requires
Deflated tires
Have more life
Than she
Cuz he
Told her she
Was nothing
Wouldn’t be anything
So she hangs on to something
That drains her essence daily
Her normal is crazy
Insane are her membranes
From strains
And pains
That drains her spirit
She gains negatives
Not positives
Leaving her balance in the red
Her head
Not on her shoulders
As each boulder
Hits harder
She barters
Her love
For his lust
Trusting
In no one dnt even herself
She was bad for her own health
So on the twelfth
Day of the fifth month
She took her life once
Even though her name was beauty
And she should have been beautiful
Doing beautiful things

Wise words

"Life is like a camera. Focus on what’s important, capture the good times, develop from the negatives and if things don’t work out, just take another shot."

Stop wasting unnecessary moments

 

http://ezinearticles.com/?How-Much-Time-Did-You-Waste-in-Your-Relationship?&id=434444

How many moments do we waste on the wrong person? You cannot make anyone do anything they do not want to do... so stop wasting moments hanging on to someone who doesn't want to be a team player. It is okay to be single until the one who was designed for you shows up. Don't expect so much from a relationship that is not worth it because it only leads to disappointment. If your mate is not playing right, take your ball and go home! Tell him he is a free agent and is eligible for trading at anytime. You have home court advantage...use it!

Rain is not always a bad thing!

RainyMood.com: Rain makes everything better.
Sometimes people look at rain as a bad thing but rain is a very necessary part of life. Rain cleanses, helps things grow, brings the rainbow, and is actually soothing. It shouldn't be looked at as gloom. Yes it makes you sleepy but that to me is comforting. Without rain in our lives, things will die eventually. So when things go wrong in your life and you feel like the rain is causing floods, look beyond the right now and see what the after rain will bring.

He's just not that into you...

Deal With Unrequited Love - wikiHow
Ouch...it hurts...we know the story...girl meets boy, girl falls for boy, boy doesn't fall back. Yes, it sucks! Do you still want someone on your team that is not a team player? That is a question only you can answer for yourself. If you are willing to accept it and move on with the relationship be prepared for challenges. If you choose to walk away, be prepared for heartache. Just for a moment, lets be real...it happens but you can't let it stop you from continuing on to find that one that will give you the love you deserve. Wait for them...they are out there believe me!

Ooooooowwwwweeeee

I'm not sure which category this is in.I think I'm feeling all three..life, love, and rain. Life is trippin, love stumbled, and the rain fell. What really goes on? How do we end up in a place where we don't even know how we got there? All i can say is...distractions are blinders...blinders are dangerous! Time to regroup, get it together, and get it done!

finding Nemo

every once in awhile, I think I lose myself.  Unlike nemo, nobody is trying to find me. No one is losing a wink of sleep. Its just me trying to figure out where I need to be. sometimes I just missed a step,  other times I take the wrong exit, and then there are those times i'm on the wrong block. like nemo, however, I find myself in a world of trouble with some of the craziest things happening to me. that's when I know it is time to find myself again. it is easy to get off track but so hard to get back on it.

her dance

She dances... caught up in her whirlwind in a skin signifying freedom. paying her own ransom to a beat only she can hear as she shares a relationship with music. every cubic inch of her being exists for this moment with the intent to create movement that leaves her spent. in a different place, in a new space with no trace of bondage.

This excerpt is a preview of a poem about a friend of mine who is so free when she dances, I think it liberates others. She moves with such purpose yet no purpose at all. I know it sounds crazy but it works. Only she can uninhibitedly move in such a way that others smile at the fun she is having...wishing they can let go and be as free as she!

the music stopped...now what?

When the music stops playing what do you do then? Stop Dancing, Stop Living, Stop Moving....???? No!!!!! You make your own music and keep it moving. Sometimes in life we do not get what we want and things do not happen how they need to but we must roll with the punches or get knocked down. Which one will you pick. Don't stop your music when life hands you lemons...make lemonade, lemon cake, lemon sorbet or whatever works for you. Just don't quit! Things get hard but don't let it stop you from your destiny. It will only make you stronger when you don't surrender to the adversities that create obstacles in your life. Don't stop the music!

A picture says a thousand and one words. This is me right now. I am officially putting me on closed! There are some things in my life that need fixing. I have been in a place where everyone else and their stuff has been in front of what I need to do. I have to reprogram myself to do what makes me happy. Unselfishly I say again... I'm going to do what makes me happy! I cannot be concerned about others and their wants because in the long run it's me and me all day everyday. If you sing...sing your heart out, if you dance...dance as if it is your last time, if you play the conga drums...beat it as if your life depended on it.  Whatever makes you happy is what you should strive for. Never let anyone take away from you what is important to you. Push, press, break through and get to the place where you need to be at this particular time in your life. For me, I am closed until I get it right within myself because I love me some ME!

Woman don't cry

I hear you but the less behind the smiles reveal trials unseen by the naked eye. The whys and what  ifs begin to sniff around my existence. Empty tear ducts pluck at my heart strings as I sing dingy melodies of a name that tune song.I made the wrong turn somewhere and ended up nowhere yet everywhere I turned signaled wrong way. If I stay in this place I'll erase my future before it is written...

forgiving a cheater

I read this article about forgiving a love affair..http://www.love-sessions.com/forgiving_affair.htm .It was very interesting but I do not think I am sold on that fact. An affair does something to trust that I don't know if I could ever come to grips with. I think I would forever have doubts in the back of my mind. I would always wonder if they would do it again, are they being honest, etc. I think I would make myself miserable and it just wouldn't make for a happy relationship for either of us. Maybe it is just me but I believe that if you truly love someone, there shouldn't be a need for an affair because if there are issues then you communicate and work towards resolving them. I would be able to forgive but then I think I would have to move on...

when the rain comes

rain will always come. It is how we react to the rain that will make all the difference. you're going to get wet anyway so you can dance in the rain and embrace it, or you can let it beat you down. use the rain... let it help you restore, refresh, and cleanse your current situation. kick off your shoes and splash in life's puddles. doesn't the rain seem much better now?

The best times...

Some times the best times are the most simple times. spending the day doing what you love, spending time with people you love, or just doing absolutely nothing at all. sometimes we move so fast that we miss the simple things. do not let life pass you by. take time to stop and smell the roses.

Relationships are like glass.

Sometimes it’s better to leave them broken

than hurt yourself trying to put them back together.

~ Unknown

..

This This is so True!

So many times we fight to keep something together that should be left separated. In relationships that we have put our heart and soul into, it is difficult to just walk away. I believe this is why some relationships end badly. Both parties might start to resent each other. We know when a relationship is over but for whatever reason we think something is going to change and we stay. Let go of the resentment, the anger and move on! I know it is not simple...

Angry at me, angry at you, angry at we

be it known that I can’t see

me doing this you and I thing

with this ring I do not wed

You’re in my head

Residing in my brain Bubbling over like champagne

Thoughts of you Never ceases to be

Dingy melodies

Playing a name that tune song

Please believe

I need you gone

This emotional rollercoaster

You have me on

Stops here

I am breaking the monotony

Of how things used to be

You behaving badly

Me not seeing clearly

You not being worthy

Of my love

You see

No more eyes wide shut

You’ve been cut

Voted off my island

No more but…

But…

But…

Baby please

It wasn’t me

Be

It as it may

Though you say

It wasn’t you

Just know for sure

It isn’t me

It’s done

We’re through

Just continue

To do what you do

As I unglue

Unscrew

And undo

You from me

As I review

The issue

And renew the venue

From you to me

Don’t miss my debut

It’s a must see

I know you’ll agree

It’s bye-bye birdie for me

Saying it loud

I’m free and I’m proud

No more dark cloud

Hanging

Hovering

I remain unbowed

I refuse to break

So pump your brakes

For peace sake

I will not take

You down the road

You tried to take me

I know I’m owed

At least one apology.

If that one never comes

Never to grace my eardrums

No matter what the outcome

I won

Game over

More over

I’m free from you

Free from we

Free in Him!

you got me

You got me

Totally
Un-Inhibited
Free to love
You with a hatred
That continues to grow.
I know
I should re-evaluate
How I participate
In relations with you
I drew
A picture of us that became abstract
I couldn’t subtract
You from me
Leaving whelps like switches from a tree
Painfully obvious
Though I was oblivious
I must unscrew and undo you from me
Romance turned tragedy
No Rhapsody
To put a smile on my face
So I replaced the space
You occupied
As you lied
Your way into my heart
Apart
From the physical
You were incapable
Of reaching my hidden places
Lost embraces
Haunt my existence
But your persistence
Kept me chasing
An ever erasing
Dream that wasn’t worth my time
Like an online
Hotwire hotel rental
Causing me mental
Turmoil not knowing what I get
Betting
On a 5 star relationship for a 2 star price
Becoming as irritating as a head of lice
Hard to get rid of but easy to get
And I let
You become a piece of me
So I made a plea
Bargain to regain my consciousness
The less
I intertwined your love with mine
The better
No Dear John letter
No kiss goodbye
So why
Do you still dictate my hate?
I would love to love you with my all
But after being shocked and appalled
By your actions
My fractions
Never would add up
And I drank from your bitter cup
And instead of swiss miss
I sip
Ginger tea to relieve me
Of the upset stomach you left
And fill the cleft
In my life
So I no longer gripe
About you cause I’m through
With wasting moments
That don’t make sense
To anyone and everyone
And the pun
In this game we play
Takes away
From the realness of the situation
And my occupation
Resides
In the strides
I am making
By taking
The pieces that fell apart
And creating a fresh start
In my new world
Creating pearls
From dust
I trust
In my ability to bounce back
As I pack
Memories of us into a box and fed ex
It to the next
Country over
No longer drunk but sober
I bent but did not break
I now know what it takes
To create an atmosphere
That doesn’t interfere
With how I live my life.
You got me!

Keeper or Sports fish

Which one are you? Nothing cracked me up more than watching Kevin Hart do his thing on the big screen. My face actually hurt when it was all said and done. When the laughter stopped, reality set in. It really makes you evaluate your present relationship.So this is my question to you...Are you a keeper or a sports fish. Has he introduced you  to his friends and family? Does he support you and does everything he can to make your life better? Are you a priority in his life? According to Mr. Harvey, if you answered no to any of those...you might just be a sports fish. Take the time to make sure that your Mr. Right is more than just for right now...unless that is what you are desiring.Make a man appreciate you for who you are and never settle for anything less than you deserve. Many men do what we allow them to. Set your standards (not too high that no one can reach it) and do not compromise your beliefs, values, or morals. Be complete and allow someone to compliment you. Love yourself and expect only the best for you. Do not let anyone define who you are. Keep your head up! If you are a keeper, love the one your with to the fullest. If you are a sports fish, make some changes!

Words are powerful!

I  read a quote today and it said that words can either pollute or purify. It went on to say that once spoken they can never be taken back! This is one of the greatest truths out there. Being a poet, I know that my words must be chosen carefully. I never know how it might affect any of my listeners. Not that I am censoring myself but that my words are used to build up rather than tear down.

All kinds of words
some heard some verbal
some smooth like herbal green tea
and for me
words saved my life...

...its refreshing to see action words meet up with adverbs
and nouns click with adjectives
while verbs live harmoniously with subject and predicate....

...words can speak life or death
give breath or kill slowly like meth
whatever your words are
do not let it mar your purpose
target below the surface
to reach those that are lying and dying
in bad words....

Expectations

Did you know what was going to happen

 when it did

 how candid

 were the words

 that you heard

 make a sentence?

 I expect the unexpected

 to avoid being rejected

 of preconceived thoughts

 that I bought

 at the nickel and dime store.

 Today I sigh when I think

 how close to the brink

 of insanity

 and maybe

 too close to the coo-coo’s nest I am.

I dreamed...

I dreamed of us last night

Us being you and me

 It probably
 Was because

 You had been on my mind all day

 To the point where I could feel you

 Like hot comb grease on my scalp

 I could feel you like heart palpitations

 Causing shortness of breath

 I could feel you like empty pockets

 With nothing left to give.

 I dreamed of us last night

 And we had a cream colored backdrop

 With a splash of red hot

 Multicolored polka dots

 Stained the walls

 If I recall

 These were the colors of our world

 The hues were an unusual mix of sunshine and moonlight

 We took flight

 On cloud 9, 10, and 11

 I think we were on that stairway to heaven

 So many talk about

 I never did doubt

 You being there with me

 Your presence was as necessary

 As nourishment for my body

 i dreamed of us last night

 and I remember trying to give you my heart

 but you already had it

 and you placed it next to yours

 it lures me in your direction

 right at the intersection

 of your street and my avenue

 where our rides collide

 but this is no accident

 there are no dents

 in either one of us

 but we exchange information

 the creation

 left at the scene

 resembles a mosaic masterpiece

 at the least

 breathtaking

 taking breath from me

 is a usual occurance

 for instance

 you walk by

 I see you

 Beautifully breathtaking

 Making me forget how to inhale and exhale

 Until I am dizzy

 My hearts sign reads busy

 Occupied

 My feelings are implied

 No questions required

 I dreamed of us last night

 And we had no baggage weighing us down

 We had obviously skipped town

 it was so good

 Like shackles off my feet so I can dance good

 Like bluebell banana pudding ice cream good

 Like smothered chicken, macaroni and cheese, greens, and peach cobbler good

 Yes that good

 We are boys in our hood

 Cuz I am your ride or die chick

 But we are also poetic justice

 As our differences mesh

 Into a poem that refreshes

 Your soul and mine

 At the same time

 I dreamed of us last night

 And your brown skin glistened in the sun

 When it met my brown skin and they became friends

 It was then that they blended together

 Causing a fusion greater than the union

 In a glass of v8

 I equate

 It to destiny

 You and me

 Me and you

 Us

 From dawn to dusk

 And back again

 My yang to your yin

 A whirlwind

 Of emotions

 And at the same time peace

 that never sleeps

 surrounding us continuously

 and its magically

 delicious

 auspiciously doing our own thing

 we bring

 notes to the pages of the song we write

 and at night

 we recite them

 in my dreams of us