Tuesday, April 24, 2012
our conversations dance
Its always like dancing barefoot
Across a grassy field
With Mama Earth
Like Antennas
Giving and Receiving
The same frequency
But different
Our dance is in
Sync; no matter
How many times weChange the steps
Salsa, Waltz,
Hip hop, dutty wine
We have great
Conversation
Friday, April 20, 2012
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
childINdaHood
One of my fondest memories
is helping my grandfather
build a fence to go around
our back porch
I was 8
and prolly not much help
But i was intrigued by
the level tool
is helping my grandfather
build a fence to go around
our back porch
I was 8
and prolly not much help
But i was intrigued by
the level tool
Sunday- day 8
The light of the sun Gracefully pirouettes
Across my shoulders
My shoulders
A Welcoming dance floor
Light winds blow
Butterfly kisses
Across my eyelashes
My lashes
Receptive lips
The grass,
My garden tub
As I bathe in fragrances
of lilac
and Freesia
Quiet hymnals
Soundtrack this
Utopia
Courtesy of cardinals
and mockingbirds
Today I REconnect
With the nature of the mother
Which is also within me
The center
Ahhh Sunday
Across my shoulders
My shoulders
A Welcoming dance floor
Light winds blow
Butterfly kisses
Across my eyelashes
My lashes
Receptive lips
The grass,
My garden tub
As I bathe in fragrances
of lilac
and Freesia
Quiet hymnals
Soundtrack this
Utopia
Courtesy of cardinals
and mockingbirds
Today I REconnect
With the nature of the mother
Which is also within me
The center
Ahhh Sunday
color struck- day 7
Easin' on down
The yellow brick road
Under yellow skies
Toward the warmth
of the golden yellow sun
Away from yellow bellies
Tryna steal our hue
of yellow
Say it aint so
And yellow daisies
Serenade us
On our path to
Warm fuzzy feelings
Hand in hand
I am your woman
You are my man
My yellow dress
Shimmies
on its own
Responding to the
Twitch in my hips
and your lips
taste like ice cold
lemonade
on a hot
summers day
Easin on down
The yellow brick road
And the end of this rainbow is our
pot of gold
The yellow brick road
Under yellow skies
Toward the warmth
of the golden yellow sun
Away from yellow bellies
Tryna steal our hue
of yellow
Say it aint so
And yellow daisies
Serenade us
On our path to
Warm fuzzy feelings
Hand in hand
I am your woman
You are my man
My yellow dress
Shimmies
on its own
Responding to the
Twitch in my hips
and your lips
taste like ice cold
lemonade
on a hot
summers day
Easin on down
The yellow brick road
And the end of this rainbow is our
pot of gold
day 6
Lil Birdie
Came up to me
this moanin'
Mockingly singing
I don't envy
You huemans,
With all of
Your idioms and
Idiosyncrasies
I fly free
free
drama
free
put on your wings
and join
me
Came up to me
this moanin'
Mockingly singing
I don't envy
You huemans,
With all of
Your idioms and
Idiosyncrasies
I fly free
free
drama
free
put on your wings
and join
me
counting sheep -day 5
In my dreams
You always choose me
If only you would
Wake up and
Make it a reality.
As real as birds
Humming harmonious tunes
And beautiful sunflowers
In bloom
You always choose me
If only you would
Wake up and
Make it a reality.
As real as birds
Humming harmonious tunes
And beautiful sunflowers
In bloom
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Precious Metal- NaPoWriMo- day 4 (12-bar blues)
Scratched and dented, but I’m spit shine polished.
I’m scratched and dented, but spit shine polished.
Hard times kicked me 'round, but I’m not tarnished.
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
I reminisce ova you....-- day 3 NaPoWriMo (giving it a shot)
The sun kisses our skin
and robins eavesdrop
As we lay in our hammock
Reminiscing
On a time
When youth was on our side
I was your beautiful bride
And you,
My handsome pride
Proud I was to
say "I do"
I will
I can
and
I have
As we lay in our hammock
Thirty years later
The sun kissing our skin
We are time travelling
Seems like just yesterday
We jumped brooms
and
Harlem shuffled
You put
cake icing on the tip of my nose
You were the icing on my
cake
I knew
I wanted to marry you
'Member, we "snuck" away
during the reception?
Consummation!
Insha'Allah
Thirty years from now
We'll be time travelling
Reminiscing on the time
We were in our hammock
Reminiscing on the
day we jumped brooms
and Harlem shuffled
as robins eavesdropped
and the sun kissed our skin
I do
I will
I can
and
I have
Let's "sneak" away
and robins eavesdrop
As we lay in our hammock
Reminiscing
On a time
When youth was on our side
I was your beautiful bride
And you,
My handsome pride
Proud I was to
say "I do"
I will
I can
and
I have
As we lay in our hammock
Thirty years later
The sun kissing our skin
We are time travelling
Seems like just yesterday
We jumped brooms
and
Harlem shuffled
You put
cake icing on the tip of my nose
You were the icing on my
cake
I knew
I wanted to marry you
'Member, we "snuck" away
during the reception?
Consummation!
Insha'Allah
Thirty years from now
We'll be time travelling
Reminiscing on the time
We were in our hammock
Reminiscing on the
day we jumped brooms
and Harlem shuffled
as robins eavesdropped
and the sun kissed our skin
I do
I will
I can
and
I have
Let's "sneak" away
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