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happy?

Ok I am all random (and drunk) today, hence this being the third post toady, but whatever, lol....   this time it is a poem, a drunk one, but a poem nonetheless...Mary sung about wanting to be happyand that's what I want to be tooi thinkBut I haven't figured outwhat happy really meansso i am going to start at contentand see where that takes mewish me l...

you think?

I was sitting thinking.  Well, actually that is probably the problem, I am always sitting and overthinking. In fact I am doing it now by not getting to the point of my post.  I know, I am special, but you love it.  Lately I have been stifled in my writing because of aforementioned overthinking.  First off, I have been dealing with a lot of internal, well shit internal too, turmoil.  I start to write about it, but then stop because I second guess it and sit and wonder who...

heavy...

I actually had a great Christmas, one of the better ones in recent memory.  However, there was one thing that bothered me to no end.  Both sides of my family are ridiculously critical of weight.  Every single time I see them there are 50-leven (yeah, I said 50-leven) comments about whether I have gained or lost weight.  Sometimes the comments go as extreme as: "You used to have...

dream on...

I was on facebook a couple days ago and posted the following:So a few minutes later my friend Anika says: "lets see what we can come up with. you give me 1 line of anything and i'll get you 1 line of something...lol- we shall see what we produce"And this is what transpired... in fact a couple of other folks got in on the act:Alise:i am a hopeless romanticemphasis on hopelessand i must admit... i am...

poetic melodies: kindred...

I love Kindred the Family Soul...  The love that emanates from this husband & wife team is so beautiful.  It is the type of love I dream to have forever.  How beautful is it that you share the same passion and do it together? I wish they weren't so slept on, because they are a positive example of Black love and even outside of that it is just great music.   They make you just want to go fall in love and stay that way...   Here are my faves:This is actually...

heart...

what is poetry to me?funny you should ask...these words are my pacemakersending poetic currentsto pump this inspiraitonthrough all of meto sustainli...

poetic melodies...

old poem of mine that I think fits:You have finally faced the musicCut through the overproduction,Pushed through the synthesized keys and unlocked your destinySwam against the tide of superfluous watered down beatsEscaped the trap of snares...Came up and breathed in the pure air of lyrics.Unearthed what lies beneath and between the lines.Found the treasures of knowledge in each syllable.....I am trying...

true...

what is true love?i mean past all the colorful, flowery tired metaphorspast the idyllic fantasies we gas ourselves with...well true lovein finding peace in your road ragefinding pleasant melodies in your awkward silencesmaking your snores into a soothing rhythym i can't sleep withoutfinding closess when you get distanceturning your mood swings into poetry's playgoundmaking your bad days into...

jellyfish...

Sometimes I envy jellyfishNo one ever tells them to grow a backboneAnd if someone did, they’d sting the shit out of yaSo much for that backbone theorySo don’t tell me to toughen up, because my actions may be the sa...

thanks...

a little haiku for thanksgiving...thank you poetrywithout you in my corneri would surely f...

look at me...

As y'all know, I love me some haiku.  I was reading some old posts over at my other blog and found one that I wrote that I forgot about.  I felt it was appopriate since I had my Erotic Poetry Feature last night, I will also post some pics from the night! (It went very well by the way!)Someone look at meI am easy on the eyesPlease behold my si...

awkward silence...

You are most articulate in your silenceYou said more in those thoughful gentle smilesThan with your jubilant reportsBut you wrote dissertations of despiarWith your saddened, worried eyesAnd your furrowed brow and scowl of disgustthat day...sigh, that day.Crashed on my shore of shame harder than any of those wordsthose words...sigh, those words.a silent high tide I'd like to think.That day...sigh,...

home...

I just posted this at Yesterday's Poem, on her 10 Minute Prompt.  Check it out, especially since I have been slack with the Blog Poetry Slams....Might not make a lot of sense to y'all, But is so real in my head... Tomorrow it might not make any sense... ...and that's ok... But, Home is... A complicated place Where staying Is the best And worst Thing to do. And those two cancel each other out...

book-love...

I find television to be very educating.  Every time somebody turns on the set, I go in the other room and read a book.  ~Groucho MarxI have been reading a lot lately.  When I say a lot I mean I have read a new book every couple days, sometimes more on the weekends.  My appetite has been voracious.    It is amazing what no television can do for your life....you should...

wondering...

don't mind me, just lost in my thoughts:I do  sometimes wonderdoes my forehead read: "hurt me"it would explain a lotin factit would explaineverythi...

rainy days....

alise + cold + rain + wind = fail... it is a yucky rainy day and this is my ode to it:cold raintear hiderjoie de vivre murderergloom accellerantdepression's hideoutelation's extinguisheruntil...you come home to cuddle me...

blind...

   If love is blindthen let my curves be your Brailleand feel this situation out...you have a lot of reading to catch up...

constellation...

a little something I am working on for my Erotic Spokenword feature coming up on November 23rd, tell me what ya think... peace y'all...constellation...Star crossed lovers we are some might sayBut they don't know the halfor even the fourthabout the coital constellation created by our cosmic connectionI didn't believe in black holesuntil you.the gravitational pull of your strokes of genius... in our...

just because...

this song makes me feel all warm inside...

Blog Poetry Slam 36: Erotic Haiku

I have been MIA... I'm sorry.  Life and school have just been happening and I have been running to keep up.  So, right now I am working on an Erotic Spoken Word feature I have coming up in November.  I have been struggling with writing for it, so I will warm up my erotic side by writing some erotic haiku.  Why don't y'all join me?  So, write an erotic (or romantic) haiku in...

pain...

(a continuation of sorts to a piece I wrote called pressure)painis a funny thingbut not ha hait makes it harder to createand easier to be destroyedbut i won't allow the latterbecause this is far beyonda laughing matterit is my life.and i am worthy of creation.(pray for me y'all... I joke around a lot, but I am so serious right n...

ever run out of words?

well i do... enjoy:I love wordsLust them evenBut sometimesAnd I must admit, most timesThey’re not enoughEven for a poetBecause sometimes The consonants ain’t hard enoughAnd the conjunctionsJust don’tconnectI have seen places and thingsThat nouns don’t dare treadWhere verbsStop in their tracksAnd adjectives can’t even…Describe themselvesAnd expletives are unheard whispersThat tell my secretsThere is...

Blog Poetry Slam 35: The Dark Side

Ok, my blog partner over at The Latte Mug is going to curse me out, but I don't care. I am featuring a poem by her as our Blog Poetry Slam for today that I jacked from her personal blog, Artistic or Just Plain Crazy. I could have asked her in advance, but my darkside didn't care. [insert evil laugh] I liked her piece because it explored the darker side of her. I would love for us to write pieces that...

...step into the arena

I wrote this about a week ago when I was going through my some kinda way and love analyzing... I thought I'd share if with you lovely people... enjoy:i have been to this arena beforewhere hearts and logic fight to the deathand conundrums are taking betsand love is the only referee but is too scared to call off the fightand for once…let the heart win by decision.Enjoy a little Lenny and listen to the poetic lyrics:lenny kravitz - let love ruleUploaded by aquarius3. - Watch more music videos, in HD!Also,...

Blog Poetry Slam 34: Haiku!

I didn't do the blog poetry slam, I forgot. I suck. I know this. Don't judge me. :) However, I still want to do it. Lately I have been all angsty and emotional, so this week I want to do something a little more fun and uplifting. How's that sound? Today I think it would be fun to write happy and/or silly haiku. So come on by the comments and bless the world with your haiku prowess! I'll write a couple,...

haiku cries...

don't know what to saypoet at a loss for wordsi'll use tears inst...

Blog Poetry Slam 33: Miracles

So today I am kind of out of it... but right now on my mind is on miracles... whether they be small everyday ones, miracles in relationships, miracles on a grand scale, just write about it... cheer me up, please....Please write a poem to fit the theme in the comments... Your poems can be long, short or even a haiku! If you do not write poetry, then tell the poets you think of their pieces. Thanks...

pressure.

pressure is a funny thingbut not like ha hait can createand destroybut always changesthings.(originally posted 12/14/08.... feeling it today, for realz.....

twitter inspiration...

Today on Twitter I asked for someone to give me a topic besides love to write about, my good pal @llrenae (http://twitter.com/llrenae) responded: "write about a life of broke-ness," so I did. Here it goes:this poem will be short similar to my cash flow...money elusivemy status is conclusive: brokebroke pocketsplus billsplus wantsequals a broken spiriti always did hate word problems. *Click ...

sampling...

...done rightPeace Y'all...

sampling...

done right......peace y'...

my faves...

Not only do I love to write and perform poetry, but I love even more reading and listening to other poets. I often make the mistake of comparing myself to these great artists. Then I snap out of it and realize that no two poets are alike and that it is not a competition. It is about the art. It is about learning. It is about expressing yourself from an honest place. It is about pushing through the conventional and finding your own voice. With all of that being said, I'd like to share some...

Look at me....

It's me! Check it out!...

Blog Poetry Slam 32: School

*yeah that's me... OLD SCHOOL!*Sorry I missed last week's poetry slam, guess what has me busy???? SCHOOL... so please give me a pass! So today's slam topic is school... Whether you want to write something about your favorite subject, your know about how your heart plus my heart equals a divine word problem (ooh, let me write that down) or about new school, old school, even a school of fish, whatever...

boom...

i am not a supporting actressi am not a backdropi am not a stage to be tread uponi am not even the playnor the playwrightbut what i amis...i am the the late night ideai am the eureka momenti am the gray matteri am the bundle of nervesi am that neuronin fact i am the atomand when i split... you better watch o...

why write?

i write...becausemy mouth is an impostormy pride is a cowardmy heart ain't loud enoughjust like everyone elsethey fail under pressureonly cooperate when things are sunnyand that isbullshitso i write...

open...

haiku:when you're wide openthe good and bad can enteri need a screen d...

laughs...

Need a laugh or twelve? I promised some of my buddies on facebook that we are going to have a fabulous Thursday no matter what. I figure I will help us along that path with some laughs. Over at my other blog, The Latte Mug, that I co-host with my very dear friend Tiha we have been doing some interesting and silly Blog Series. Come by and check a few out:Snark Week Left To Our Own Literary...

love and such...

This quote is speaking volumes to me this week: "Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness." ~Bertrand Russellit inspired a short little something:you worrytoo much...love is...at (y)our doorjust let it inand see where it takesu(s)...if you're scaredsay you're scaredbut come alonganyw...

...something wonderful

this song is just.... just.... everything. talk about a little song summing up your whole mood and state of mind. Thanks Amel....