My Poetry

She's So Sweet

2008-12-11T02:16:00.000-08:00

She’s so sweet to me

She treats me well

I feel dependent on her

It seems I’m under her spell

It’s her presence

It’s her essence

It's her patience

And statements

If she told me she was late

I’d still be happy she made it

She keeps me grounded

When I have the sky

At my feet

She’s so sweet to me

Without her I’m not Me

I love her look

And affection

I love her perfect

Complexion

I love every thing about her

Except the fact I don’t have her

Live on Stage

2008-12-02T23:49:00.001-08:00

It's been a long time since I first started offering lines
Of poetry flowing daily as she opened my mind
Something about the rhythm of my metaphors and the structure
She got me thinking I could do it so I did it in public

Got on the stage in front of strangers out of my comfort
Nervous as a hooker in church thinking that I would fumble
Holding the ball tightly with all of my animation
Ran in a straight line without mentally pacing

Told them who I was and didn't mention my future because
I'm hoping she'll help me shape it with a chapter of love
Followed by consistency that only she's offered
Understanding my understandings and the reasons I've prospered

And also the reasons I've faltered in my quest for a meaning
Of meaningless misunderstandings realistically dreaming

Understanding my past is only relevant if I'm charged
With frivolous allegations that are offered from far
Far away long ago when my future was foreign
But they obviously want to indict me for not being so boring..........

Scenes

2008-11-10T19:03:00.000-08:00

I've been looking for love

In all the wrong places

Lying bout lust

To frowned teary brown faces

Thinking that something would change

But hoping for something the same

Similar to what I know will please me; please

Knowing how I feel today could change like the leaves of trees

And the seasons for reasons that remain to be scene

Until two days after yesterday and it plays out on the screen

Hoping I could make sense of my dreams

If you love something let it go

Should it return is just a dream that remains to be scene

Body & Mind

2008-09-16T10:55:00.001-07:00

Can I have your body and mind

Most important your spirit

If I told you that I was coming

Would you actually fear it

Arriving on time

Inside of your ultimate secrete

Fearing what we both want

Running away when it's nearest

Could you understand me better

If a tempo went with these lyrics?

Ironically dancing erotically

Making my view seem the clearest

Contradicting my every word

With the actions that follow

Making myself look crazy on purpose

So you won't think that I'm perfect

Or that I think I'm perfect

And that you can't improve me

Of course I can change baby

I came so you can move me

Complexity Simple

2008-09-10T01:11:00.001-07:00

Complex simplicity

What a way to use words

Simple since simpletons

Seem to rule this whole world

Fornicating fathers

Asking the lord for forgiveness

Forewarning there daughters

Of there obvious contradictions

Passing to sons

All of there doubt and ambitions

Saying it's possible

Yet probably isn't

Saying you can't change the world

Because nobody listens

Your right; your full of shit

The conversation is finished

Lucky_Strikes

2008-08-29T04:40:00.001-07:00

You're the only one that I got and all that I need

You're the object of my affection I'm obviously a fiend

For you I crave that you have me how ever you see fit

I'm a sucker and a baby you're a beautiful tit

I'm not concerned with the worlds mold

And how they want me to be

Your all that I got and all that I need

My pockets are full of lent but my heart overflows

So I'm richer than a man in Babylon with a mind full of gold

But everybody doesn't see it but I know that you do

Because I crave for your pleasure and you seem to be two

You make me smile and cry all at the same time

Crying because I've read through the words and the lines

Cried because from what I understand you don't want me

Crying you a river hoping you'll save me from drowning

Knowing my first mind tells me that I'm not frowning

Because we got much in common but still you don't have me

Baby you can tame me you can fix all my flaws

I will deliver the gifts if you'll be my Ms Claus

It ain't got to be official it's just between you and me

I just need somebody to hold me when I cry patiently

Someone to send my affection through next day delivery

Some one to offer an extension of my being through chivalry

Baby your butt is brown just the way that I like it

Your mind is beautiful and artful and I'm truly delighted

Can you see me and you on the nude watching the moon

Fall and the sun rise holding each other till noon

Kisses and holding each other not concerned with the wind

Watching the tide turn as the current pulls us both in

Listening to music that doesn't crowd us with wordplay

Allowing our minds a moment to give birth in the worst way

To a new passion filled understanding beautiful sister

Tall brown bodies intertwining oily playing nude twister

Seems that it's a dream as I wake up to early

Go to the screen and see you smile at me with those pearlies

Damn I wish I would have kept by black ass in that bed

And not smoke my last cigarette before I went to sleep like I said

Would she feel me if I kept this going trying to make it better

Could I just ask her how I could please her please tell me I wet her

Brain making it moist thinking of me in a loved way

Could I be the object of her affection also I say

It would be worth it for me to spend a life time searching

For something elusive as I stand still and wine

Wishing the world was fair then maybe things would be rhymes

Abstract and honest filled with many meanings

Metaphorically never boring having her screaming

Thinking that thought can become what ever we think it should

Trying to be her mechanic and get under her hood

Baby just point the finger tell me where I should stand

I'm looking for love in the daylight with my flashlight in hand

If I don't find the true fit then I'll keep on searching

I cry though because I do break minds in the process I'm certain

Meaning that I'm looking for you but now that I see you

I would like a chance to sit down over something and read you

Think we can make it work baby just give me the chance

Promise this is not just to get me inside of your pants

Not that I wouldn't love to see how that waxing turned out

Offering my compassion slowly with the soft use of my mouth

Slowly uttering these words as you tell me you missed me

Could I be barking up the wrong tree? Is that what your thinking?

I'm not concerned with having twins just having a friend is my mission

This is your brain on drugs!

2008-08-24T10:11:00.001-07:00

I ain't saying I'm right

What I'm saying you won't understand

This is the mind of a progressive black man

This is a poetic explanation of "Who I am"

The reasons that create the who

The meanings of what I've been through

The fact is you won't understand

So maybe I shouldn't attempt to expand

Your mind taking your time with an ultimate plan

Of improving us all since they say it takes a village

My peers think me writing is simply ridiculous

The truth of the matter is that you probably do to

Truth is an opinion so everyone's right

But enlightening my people helps me sleep better at night

Years ago I called my poetry flow

Maybe it's because that's what hustlers know

Maybe it's because I thought in a box

I say I thought my being was simply the block

Seducing my demise in spite of my pride

Which is why I didn't see my life past the young age of 25

Hostile but staying on track

I'm high but you think you know that

The drugs don't make me who I am

Well if you think that then you can

Because how you interpret my thoughts

Won't make me change them or stop

The drugs that I choose are widely approved

By you, and your FDA since they mellow my moods

Featured in commercial breaks on your 10 O'clock news

In spite of these facts still you prod me with acts

The Harrison long ago begun your attacks

1914 came early your ax

And in 2008 you have the audacity to ask

A dumb ass question like "What it means to be Black"

In America

Like I would be lying if I said it was terrible

But really I would

Because crabs in a barrel keep us stuck in the hood

The doubt that we frequently flirt with is real

Embedded in our beings forcing brothers to steal

From brothers to offer mothers of there children a meal

Or else do time for a crime of not paying the bill

To the same government soon to be run by one of us

The same government made my granny ride the back of the bus

I will attempt to complete this without anger and fuss

But I'm hostile at times for fear there not hearing us

So if I must then I must with my mind or my musk

Run you away with the smell stuck in your noise for a month

Wondering how children of civil rights leaders faltered

Murdering there own and refusing to get close to an alter

Acting like a nigga that ain't never had shit

But it ain't been long since them crackers had ships

And brought us cross that water on the middle passage

Bread us like bulls and told us God wanted this

Kept us from reading and writing making us real niggas

And five generations later they wonder why we pull triggers

Me_Without_You

2008-08-24T10:04:00.001-07:00

Me without you Is a boat; with no bottom

I'd drown in my impulses and choke on my problems

You are my heart you bleed for my pain

You level me out stabilizing my brain

You calm me when anger controls my thought process

Rubbing my temples allowing my conquests

Me without you is a business plan flawed

I'd act on those impulses and frown when things fall

With all of my flaws with all my confusion

I'm shifty by nature the proof is my ruins

You love me and hold me when I need your love most

And never forget me although I'm a ghost

Pictures of Love

2008-08-22T11:59:00.001-07:00

Picture love at first site

And all he has is a picture

Being touched from far away

By such a beautiful sista

Her affection offering peace

Ventilating his frustrations

Her understanding making peace

In his heart as it humbles

A man of many words

But thinks of her and he stumbles

Imagine his thoughts racing

As he calculates words

Mentally minds pacing

As they rotate with worlds

So distant so far apart

So much not in common

For an instant his heart stops

Realizing what's upon him

An opposite attraction

He's so glad that he's scene her

Magically stabilizing his shifty demeanor