iono, sis…guess I just let my krazy live.
my Spiritual Guides are always
in my mind tinkering
trying to help me see things clearly
when I spill an ugly thought
here they come, “Chile, go to sleep.
so we can clean that up.”
and behind them
come the Ancestors, “Right!”
went to the lake today
etched our names in a stone
hit my knees to pray
let the sun kiss my lips
casted the stone into the clear water
heard a voice whisper “don’t let it sink.”
dove in to retrieve it
immediately the waves caressed me
I turned one complete rotation then
transformed into my...
I have come to write pretty poetry
prepared in a royal goblet for My Him
using words dripping with honey
mango and melon tasting metaphors
minced atop apple spice alliteration
inside lines garnished with cinnamon
and brown sugar twists of free verse
dangling from sweet honeysuckle vines
My Him so fine
do find i almost go blind
when Him play in the sun
become all dark and chocolatey
then rap sharp like he Socrates
all other men are a sincere bore
Him cuteness She surely adore
just one thing though
Him need to know
sometimes She get upset
doesn't mean i'm gonna jet
just means at...
Long time ago
some dude accused me of being an actress
think that cause
aint never met a woman who can match this
bringing noise saying he don’t deserve
a mate that honor respect and serve
breaking straws got on my last nerve
so I hit the doggone brakes and swerve
got out dusted off my skirt
My Him a boss
and I get lost
in Him eyes
and all that deliciousness
eat it up like Him red licorice
ain’t a doggone thing Him can’t do
roll up in a coupe that’s blue
talkin bout I’m creeping
and sneaking not knowing I’m peeking
out the window
body simmering on low
Him walk up knock on da doe...
Someone once said to me,
“Don’t take things so seriously,
It’s only digital love
just words on a screen.”
I didn’t understand because
I pour all of me into my words.
After I write a piece then post
I feel like I’ve opened my wrists
and bled out all over the page.
Feeling drained and lifeless
My metered words and
are designed to reach Him divine ear.
Cause I need Him to hear me loud and clear.
My beautiful black man Eric,
I am no longer frightened nor sleep deprived.
Just awoke and realized I finally arrived
in my right state of mind.
I appreciate that you...