Half MAN, Half POET

Settled

2012-02-18T01:57:00.004-08:00

The world i'd offer u,
If god was loyal,
Enough to see it thru,
Wrapped inside this coil,
That we call Love….

The same exact glow,
That drove me to glee,
The moment u exposed,
Who u were to me,
I hold firmly,

Before the lions pulpit,
We say our vows and slip,
This ring, from heavens grip,
And seal it with a kiss,
I wont break my promise,

This drum plays love,
This heartbeat a trumpet,
A symphony for us,
To play and have fun with,
No we wont go stale,

i'll watch u grow,
By stomach and by stature,
Nine months and we’ll know,
Cherubs in the pasture,
Cherishing u as I do,

When the day comes,
Heading towards the sand,
We’ll see what we’ve done,
Eyes closing hand in hand,
Settled in the garden.

Faithfulness 2u

2011-09-15T16:04:00.001-07:00

Lori left Todd,
For a Mustang driver,
With dice in the mirror,
And tinted windows to hide her,

Mark waits till Shelly
Showers and says goodnight,
To text a married woman,
Lying outside her husbands sight,

You watch the tales at breakfast,
In front of your flat screen tv,
With a blueberry waffle on the end of your fork,
And your eggs made over easy,

You shake your head,
With your hand over your mouth like a yawn,
And wonder to yourself,
If you’ll be the next one to get cheated on,

The truth of the matter is,
That what others do,
Plays no part in our love
Or my faithfulness to u,

You just got off the phone,
And asked me if I heard the news,
That left you standing there speechless,
With an attitude, they said..

Sara went to Miami to visit her mother,
Leaving her boyfriend John alone,
Who invited an upscale accountant,
To stay in their Savannah home,

They walked the beach at midnight,
Kissed below the yellow moon,
Until Sara came home a day early,
Finding them both in the bedroom,

Now you’re really convinced
That love is dead in the end,
And how could u ever trust me,
If John happened to be my friend?

But the truth of the matter is,
That what others do…
Plays no part in our love,
Or my faithfulness to u..

Just Wish U'd Hear Me Too...

2011-09-09T14:27:00.000-07:00

Went into the city
To climb a skyscraper,
And say aloud my prayer requests
From this wrinkled piece of paper,

Yelled into the night,
Below that crescent moon,
That kept hiding behind the smell,
Of the rain clouds perfume,

They say its loud in heaven,
With all the singing and chanting,
Handclaps that sound like thunder,
Foot stomps, and holy dancing,

Maybe that’s why u haven’t answered,
There’s angels around u,
Talking your ear off,
Just wish u’d hear me too…

Grandma says to pray,
That your holy will be done,
And life aint all about me,
“Don’t be selfish son,”

But I don’t understand that,
Cause Johnny got his dreams,
As evil as he is,
You still gave him the means,

And Bobby was on drugs,
He smoked them everyday,
AND sold some to the children,
That’s how he got paid,

Maybe that’s it,
I’ve been a selfish fool,
And u hear those who aren’t,
Just wish u’d hear me too..

The preacher has it all,
In his brand new three piece suit
Golden cuff links glisten,
While he shouts the gospel truth,

The congregation screams,
Just like a concert show,
They hold their bibles up,
And catch the holy ghost,

They point their boney fingers,
In displeasure my way,
And say if I were in church often,
I’d have what I want today…

Maybe that’s it,
Everyone else just knows the truth
And im okay with that,
Just wish u’d hear me too…

Don had diabetes,
He pricked his fingertips,
Often four times daily,
Checked his blood on testing strips

Said that he was tired,
And needles made him sick,
So he quit them altogether,
And walked away from it,

U stepped up at the time,
Set his body free,
His wife start trusting u again,
And said that she believes,

Maybe that’s it,
Healing the sick is overdue,
And Im not tryna jump the line,
Just wish u’d hear me too…

IF U LET ME

2011-09-08T14:47:00.000-07:00

The room is lit with candles,
The music’s soft and slow,
This mood is set for two,
Ok, so here we go,

U offer me that look,
And ask me bed or floor,
I say it doesn’t matter,
As long as u let go,

Don’t be insecure,
Girl don’t close the blinds,
Not looking for ur flaws,
I’ll make your body shine…
if u let me..

Gonna take my time,
Cause I have other plans,
To make ur body shiver,
From passion and romance,

I’ll let u take control,
Unless u are opposed,
Or I can climb on top,
U know how this thing goes,

Touch you in your spot,
Ur quick to squirm away,
Im quick to pull u back,
And tell u “not today..”
if u let me..

I promise to go deeper,
If u can handle that,
I’ll make sure I go faster,
If u can throw it back

Connect with ur soul,
Its so spiritual,
Make ur love come down,
Its our ritual,

U don’t have to fear,
Ill be here at daybreak,
Right here next to u,
However long our love takes…
If u let me

Untitled.....

2011-08-06T12:27:00.000-07:00

When I’m heavy in thought,
You’re always there to move me,
When I’m not the pick of the litter,
You’ll be there to choose me,

Its something about how
You find a way inside,
With the syringe of love
Through my veins you take a ride,

You plug the chords
To my guitar,
And bring a match
To my dim and darkened star,

You sock it to me,
When I’m barefoot and poor,
When I’m behind in the lead,
You settle the score,

Stick around forever,
Or at least for eternity,
And if God calls me home first,
It’s a no deal situation unless u go with me

PLANTED

2011-07-27T16:49:00.000-07:00

You have the tendency
To still want to protect
What was once in the shadow
Of your footsteps

Until the sun blossomed,
Into a fiery flame
That day by day
Became harder to sustain,

Instead of attempting
To put out the blaze
Its proper to just enjoy
The warmth of the sunrays

I’m a man now,
Suffer me 2be free,
You’ve planted the flower,
Let God water the seed

Ive been in the garden
While you stood by
Held on to my roots,
Before reaching for the sky

Cherished the grounds,
And broke free in the wind
Say that I fall over
On you I can depend

To replant the soil,
To fertilize my mind,
Let me stand alone,
Promise I’ll be fine

I’m a man now,
Suffer me 2be free,
You’ve planted the flower,
Let God water the seed

Laura Lee

2011-07-15T17:05:00.000-07:00

Laura Lee..
Why u wanna leave,
It cant be that bad
At least not to me,

I never meant to hurt u
Don’t drift away,
Plus it’s a long walk on foot
Where would u go anyway?

Laura Lee.. Laura Lee
Stay with me
Til I get it together
And be the man I can be,
Don’t leave,
Don’t u leave me
Laura Lee..

Hey Laura Lee..
Maybe I was raised wrong
I never saw my daddy
Turn mama on,

Now im just a product
Of what he used to be
Laura Lee, Laura Lee,
Bear with me…

Laura Lee.. Laura Lee
Stay with me
Til I get it together
And be the man I can be,
Don’t leave,
Don’t u leave me
Laura Lee..

Enough Time (The Excuse)

2011-05-19T04:24:00.001-07:00

Wish I could show you how much I care,
But I haven’t enough time,
Day light is never enough,
And midnight should be fine,

But by then you’ll be sleeping,
You won’t have enough time,
Dreams will have other plans,
For the corners of your mind,

I’d love and kiss you,
Kiss and love you,
I promise we’ll be fine,
I’d do whatever you ask me to,
If there was enough time,

Wish I could show how much I love you,
But I’m crazy about you all the time,
I can’t show you how I adore you,
If I’m not in my right mind,

You can’t rush a love like this,
Cause true love is hard to find,
One day I’ll put a ring on your finger,
The very second I have time,

I’d love and kiss you,
Kiss and love you,
I promise we’ll be fine,
I’d do whatever you ask me to,
If there was enough time,

(Excerpts from) A Traveling Man

2011-04-22T06:21:00.000-07:00

A traveling man I am,
Bags packed, closing the gate,
The city's calling for me,
And why should I make her wait?

The world needs me,
Left my lady mid sentence cryin’
No disrespect intended,
But I just don’t have the time,

I’m a traveling man,
A traveling man,
Bags swinging at my hip,
Don’t know where im headed,
Ain’t that a trip?

A traveling man I am,
Got no time for idle talk,
Got a train to catch,
If I miss it, then ill walk,

The women love me,
They all stop and stare,
Romance, and gone by morning,
You’d hardly know I was there,

Cause Im a traveling man,
A traveling man,
Bags swinging at my hip,
Don’t know where im headed,
Aint that a trip?

Two Trips...

2011-04-03T13:24:00.000-07:00

Woke up the other night and reached for you,
Just before realizing that you weren’t there,
Its been weeks since I‘ve touched your soul,
And hours since we’ve embraced the midnight air,

Poured myself a steaming cup of tea,
Pulled out a saucer, placed the mug, and poured you one too,
A bit of a habit of mine I suppose,
For whatever I do for me, I always do for you,

Went shopping around noon just to grab a few things,
Almost bought u an evening gown to seduce me,
Literally fingering the words to your phone number
To invite you to dinner, and perhaps a movie,

Hopped in a taxi and thought to stop by,
Perhaps we could stroll the park and toss white bread to hungry waddling birds,
Or catch the late night train downtown,
Sitting close enough to fall upon one another during every sharply turned curve,

Somehow that time alone sparked a flame,
The flick of the lighter, the smoke from loves embrace fills the compartment
Kissing and heavy touching in those vacant hallways,
Sequentially lead us back to my apartment,

Voices echo from the sixteenth floor,
You preferred love making with an open window,
Said it released the spirits into the atmosphere,
When the gusting wind did cast them out, we’d be the first to know,

Flawless transgressions, we assumed that God was pleased,
It was more than lust, which created a new covenant between us,
The fact that if we were wrong in doing so, the angels always turned their heads,
Because the sexual etiquette was a must,

The memories appear in my head in black and white,
Perhaps the past displays no form of color,
Flavorless imaginations, chasing a taste of savor,
Sticking to the boiling pot of my brain, because of no cerebral butter,

All that I desire is you…..
Another moment to touch your heart even if it means bloody fingertips,
And if I must travel to the end of the mental horizon chasing the moon,
My heart is gassed up and prepared to make two trips…

Excerpts from G Lucciano interview

2011-03-14T12:12:00.000-07:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iYf8GVVQ7wc

Delah

2011-02-27T09:54:00.000-08:00

Never been the type to hold you back,
When the morning stretched its hand out to you,
No, I wouldn’t dare intercept its reach,
Or cloud your path by fog, creating a murky view,

For if anyone knew that life was a challenge,
A struggle beyond measures, it was indeed I,
Shifting my happiness into the sixth gear manually,
When I wanted to thereby beam towards life… for you, I’d cry

The sun gave very little respect to your endeavors,
Grey clouds just seemed to impress you more,
And here I am listening to the voices of my peers,
“Let her decay” they’d say, for she’s rotten to the core,

I’d never call you a prostitute,
For that term never felt right for my lips to say,
Rather a beautiful friend of mine caught in a maze of sexual frustration,
Searching out the depths of hell to find her way,

The right to judge you never felt more horrid,
Especially after battling my own satanic devil, and locusts
The tragedy is that we all strive for Love,
And should be injected by its syringe in doses,

The smell of alcohol, foreign perfume, and night ramblers,
All nestled within the fabric of your skin,
And then your own fragrance that you’d keep in your pocketbook,
That never did quite blend in,

You’d stay at my place for a few nights,
To cope with the norm, and feel my body heat next to you,
And I’d allow you to do so on several occasions,
Because strangely, it did something for me too,

Late night conversations way past 3 a.m.
Your back against my chest, naked porcelain skin enticed,
Caressing the portrait of your frame from your breasts to your inner thighs,
Yet never overstepping that boundary, for it just didn’t seem right,

By morning I’d hear the door shut,
But never quite closed fully, instead allowing a gap of light to seep,
Uncertain of if you were coming back, I never asked questions,
I’d leave it unlatched for an hour or so, just to wait and see,

It’s been a while now since a pebble has ticked my window,
And a subtle voice has yelled, “are u still awake?”
From time to time I look down into the grassy area where you’d stand waiting for an answer,
But nevermore, have you returned by fate,

Delah.

In Love Again

2011-01-21T15:20:00.000-08:00

The silent clouds tend to roll away,
The moment you enter the room I feel my soul quake,
Instantly the rush of blood in my heart has company,
Because I can feel it palpitate

And if sweat beads upon my forehead,
I'm certain that the winged angel has located my dwelling again,
Although I dodged the steady bow for quite some time,
The piercing arrow that was once in the air has finally broken my skin,

The aching bruise is deep,
Red and swollen with passion’s glory,
For hours I stare into the eyes of this foreign creature,
No words are spoken, but she and I both know the story,

I promised myself that I wouldn’t do this,
Took the oath, and tossed the thought into the subtle wind,
Standing tall, I took a step overlooking the bump in the road,
And fell in love again….

Heaven appears when you hold my hand,
The decrepit streets are paved in gold,
God smiles and says “let there be”
And then creates one soul….

It was said that passion has been found in the pot,
The moment we unite the proper ingredients,
Alleviating our garments, before we intertwine,
Making love slowly, nothing should be expedient..

Just when I thought the gift of love was for someone else,
You unwrapped the fiction from the tree of loose leaf,
So many have been muffled by the hands of time, and find it hard to speak
But Love is not always about speaking, but more so about reach,

I promised myself that I wouldn’t do this,
Took the oath, and tossed the thought into the subtle wind,
Standing tall, I took a step overlooking the bump in the road,
And fell in love again….

Enjoy Me

2010-12-24T07:17:00.000-08:00

The chilling night wind tends to bring in that hunger,
The one that calls for the wild, and the lonely,
From under the depths of the foreign ground it begins,
Pouring into the veins of the howling soul, and its groaning,

And the expectations rise from the boiling blood,
With intentions of having a taste of your lips,
To caress the portrait, embedded in your mental frame,
With hands that embrace the curves of your breasts, down to your hips,

So be still, and say no words,
This is the beginning of the never ending story,
Climb from the bottom of your natural ability to think and react,
Take passion as it comes, lay back and enjoy me..

As the night clouds take over the moon with shadows,
We’ll create our own images for the wall to display,
And while you clench your teeth and refuse to yell my name aloud,
I still hear you breathe it anyway,

And its far from the lustful pleasures that most entertain,
We call this new idea “LOVE” which encompasses the atmosphere in good taste,
Locking down the correspondence of passion upon your tantalizing curves,
Worry is irrelevant at this point, here your heart remains safe..

So be still, and say no words,
This is the beginning of the never ending story,
Climb from the bottom of your natural ability to think and react,
Take passion as it comes, lay back and enjoy me..

U Owe Me..........

2010-10-03T15:19:00.000-07:00

Home alone,
And I haven’t seen her all week,
The dangerous curves on her body
Has my mind off course so to speak,

Now I wouldn’t consider it banker’s hours,
And I’m sure that she’s fast asleep,
But the faucet of love needs to be properly tightened,
If I plan to stop this leak,

If you were to lay eyes on her briefly,
You would definitely want a peek,
You’d awake her from her beauty rest,
Instead of saying, “let her sleep,”

Therefore I make that phone call,
Envisioning her on the pillow, lifting her head,
Hearing my ring tone, she desires more sleep,
But tosses her covers back, and pulls herself out of bed instead,

At this hour, she’s aware of my desires,
And vows to please me by all means,
Freshens up, pulls hair back in a ponytail, & throws on a pair of sweats,
Hops in the car, and waits for each red light to turn green,

After opening the door, she gives me an angry stare,
But quickly snickers with glee,
Hugs me, lays her overnight bag carefully on the sofa,
And says “ For waking me up so late, you know you owe me!”

Without Looking

2010-09-15T10:56:00.000-07:00

Its obvious,
That everyone adores you,
Your fragrance, and your extravagant shoes,
Its like the world revolves around what u do,

The slightly drawn on eyebrows are perfectly arched,
So you already look as mean as your walk,
Using one word sentences,
And managing to pull off hand gestures when you talk,

And its apparent that im no different,
Well in that perspective, because I stare too,
Using both eyes, to undress the dress that’s nestled within your breast,
As well as remove the lavender fragrance that your undergarments subdue,

But I feel like I’m being taken advantage of,
I admit that I’m hungry, and can smell what’s in the pot cooking,
And though I’d like to view the substance under the lid,
I think I’ll just pass by, without looking…

For you need my eyes, among others,
In order to feel at peace, as well as complete,
And if this is a rat race for the sake of building your confidence,
I’m in no mood to compete,

So you treat me as the invisible
As though your designer shades disguise me,
And when I finally get you to shift your gears from park to reverse,
You still manage to do it blindly,

And im not saying that you don’t deserve to be treated well
You’re probably sixty percent prettier than most women by far,
But even though this statement is relatively nonfiction,
We all see what kind of woman you are,

And I feel like I’m being taken advantage of,
I admit that I’m hungry, and can smell what’s in the pot cooking,
And though I’d like to view the substance under the lid,
I think I’ll just pass by, without looking…

All Within A Dream

2010-09-01T16:11:00.000-07:00

The morning lifts the curtains,
Yet she lies there sound asleep,
Motionless, and without a blink,
Bright skin, with a few freckles upon her cheek,

Nestled under satin sheets,
Her foot hangs slightly off the bed,
A fresh pedicure without a flaw,
Each toe nail delicately dipped in red,

I am careful not to stare at her,
Though I gaze upon her with care,
She doesn’t like the feeling of being watched,
Often says “it’s hard to bear”

And so I just sit next to her,
In the same spot where I slept the night before,
But I sat up with my back against the headboard,
Kicked both boots off, which tumbled to the floor,

A slight thud,
As each shoe hits the ground,
She jumps briefly, but not enough to break her dream,
Her sleep is not broken by the sound,

All within a dream,
She opens one eye, and smirks with glee,
Places her hand upon mine carefully,
Now certain that its me,

Her skin is similar to a flame,
As if fire has entered into her veins,
But that’s expected because she’s a heavy thinker,
She’s always killing off her pain,

And all within a dream, I suppose she does so,
Or perhaps that’s where she tends to try,
And since I can’t help her fight those wars internally,
I am just always somewhere nearby,

It’s the best that I can do,
To just watch her, and be patient so it seems,
While the love of my life fights her own battles,
All within her dream..

You're Not Yourself Today

2010-08-13T16:19:00.000-07:00

And you’re just not yourself today…
Your thought process and your mood,
The way you walk across the living room,
Your blasé attitude,

And you don’t tell me that you love me,
The way you normally do,
I mean you tell me that you need me,
But in a way that’s not quite you,

If I were madd..
I’d say that you were someone else inside,
A woman that I can barely touch,
And hardly recognize,

And its you…
I only wish you’d touch me,
And you…
I only wish you’d love me…
And whatever I do…
I can’t get past the way…
That you’re just not yourself today…

They say that love is blind,
And its obvious, you don’t see me,
The torture in those horrid sheets,
Under covers, where u leave me,

Has love been captured?
By the soul of another man,
That just won’t let me touch you,
Nor even hold your hand?

The intimacy is no longer present,
Only a vacant sign doth hang,
What was once hot, sweaty, and lustful pleasures,
Is but distant, unworthy, simple, and plain,

And its you…
I only wish you’d touch me,
And you…
I only wish you’d love me…
And whatever I do…
I can’t get past the way…
That you’re just not yourself today…

Say that I be perplexed,
And silence rules the day,
For there’s nothing written down for me,
Neither doth the dove carry notes my way,

Speak and make it obvious,
That love has found a way,
To seep right out from under your heart,
That which once was here to stay

And the silence grows,
Causing both of us to stray,
Therefore, I’m packing my things and leaving,
Unless you tell me I should stay,

And its you…
I only wish you’d touch me,
And you…
I only wish you’d love me…
And whatever I do…
I can’t get past the way…
That you’re just not yourself today…

The Letter

2010-07-31T19:22:00.000-07:00

It was there,
I found it crumpled on the floor,
The moment I stepped inside,
The letter stared at me from behind the door,

Grabbed it, blew the dust from its substance,
The moment that I picked it up,
Carefully took the time that I normally wouldn’t take,
Not sure why, but a feeling inside say’s this may be tough,

And it read like a book,
Chapter after chapter, I found my errors,
She was concerned about our love,
And of course I learned a lot about her terrors,

It was all in the letter,
So honest, so certain….
The show was over,
All that’s left is to close the curtain,

It was getting way too late for me,
Ask me why I felt this long before now,
I wasn’t sure of the date, but knew it would show its ugly head ,
Some way, some how,

She told me that she loved me,
But can’t stand the loneliness,
By night the walls would taunt her mind,
Portraits of love would no longer suggest that we are blessed,

In the middle of the paper,
Is where smeared ink would suddenly appear,
And it was obvious that she was crying when she wrote it,
But couldn’t hold back that single tear,

It was all in the letter,
So honest, so certain….
The show was over,
All that’s left is to close the curtain,

So here I am,
Mentally watching the love of my life spill her heart,
So unsure of where she is,
Frustrated with cupid in general, and his dart,

Rambling through certain documents,
In search of the new number to her cell phone,
And if I couldn’t find it,
I’m hoping that her mom’s home,

Making late night phone calls,
Not afraid to be fussed out by her mother cause it’s a risk I have to take,
I was now a risk taker, when i should've been all along,
And something internally says "i'm just a tad bit too late."

It was all in the letter,
So honest, so certain….
The show was over,
All that’s left is to close the curtain,

One Man Standing

2010-07-20T15:03:00.001-07:00

It was said...
That she and I would never part..
Photographs lie upon the bed now,
Beside ink pens, tablets and modern art...

She and I was similar to a painting,
You could easily admire the relation..
Gazing upon us for hours...
For the sake of conversation...

And of a truth,
The wind mustve become angry with us nightly..
Perhaps the Gods failed to be enchanted,
And took our love affair lightly..

For as the moon cometh before the sun,
We parted as the red sea...
Leaving only one man standing,
And that lonely man was me....

Say that its far from so,
Say that its just a dream within a dream,
Suffer it to be just a flaw amongst destiny,
An eagle's broken wing....

So shall it heal,
So shall it heal by the hands of time,
She and I may reign again...
Again might she be mine....

I spoke to cupid briefly,
Not once did he deny my heart victory..
And so I sit amongst the riverbank..
Until she doth return to me...

For as the moon cometh before the sun,
We parted as the red sea...
Leaving only one man standing,
And that lonely man was me....

(In Denial) Of My Satisfaction

2010-07-17T16:51:00.000-07:00

The moment I saw her,
The internal burn took place,
I felt the blood run thru me,
Sweat traveling down my face,

There’s no way that I want her,
The lies that went on upstairs,
Later on rambling thru love’s documents,
Overlooking the correspondence, even though I saw it there,

On several occasions,
I watched her pass me by perfume,
Inhaling her perfect scent,
Slowly following it just beyond the room…

The burn and the desire,
The realization, and the reaction,
The lies that take place inside my head,
Until I admit that she’s my satisfaction,

She probably wouldn’t be worth it,
Nor might she be worth a farthing of my time,
I could do without her every moment of the day,
She’d never even cross my mind,

Time would eventually heal,
Those lonely nights, that I ultimately fight,
I’m certain that I’d consume love until there’s nothing left,
Of a truth, I’d be all right.

Yet all right never came,
I needed her then, and still need her now,
And so its imperative to have her in my life,
No matter when, and no matter how….

The burn and the desire,
The realization, and the reaction,
The lies that take place inside my head,
Until I admit that she’s my satisfaction,

Her Load...... (Too Long)

2010-07-06T13:20:00.000-07:00

Its been too long,
Since I’ve seen your face,
Since I’ve used the first key on my key ring,
And opened the door to your place,

Its been too long,
Since I’ve made love to you,
Watching u squirm all over the bed,
And doing that little giggle that you do..

After making love……
Its been too long,
Since I wrote something down for you,
And sang it to you in a song,

Its not that I don’t love u,
Its just that I’m on the road,
And though I think I carry more,
You still carry a hell of a load,

Its been too long,
Since I’ve seen u smile,
Too long since I’ve been able to sit my phone down,
And sit with you a while,

And its been too long,
Since I’ve rubbed your pretty toes,
Been too long since I’ve handed u a tissue,
So that u can blow your nose ,

For you and I,
Its been too long,
Just know that the moment that I’m finished,
I’ll return straight home,

Its not that I don’t love u,
Its just that I’m on the road,
And though I think I carry more,
You still carry a hell of a load…

The Confession

2010-06-22T14:43:00.000-07:00

Since my past life,
Up until now,
I dwell on why you’ve remained with me,
And then I wonder how?

I’ve never deserved your presence,
Well at least not in my mind,
I keep things between us so uptight,
When u just want to unwind,

And you’re more than beautiful,
Surely I hate that fact,
Because I’ve wasted your valuable time,
And we both know u cant get that back,

I call this my confession,
I KNOW u stand there waiting,
Hoping that one day I’ll grow up,
And the seat next to me won’t be taken,

Even now you choose me?
Its just so hard to see,
Because you always wanted kids,
But I never took the time to work on family,

I just say…
One day we’ll do better,
But I never do my part,
Or help you put the pieces together,

But u stand next to me,
And vow to never part,
Thinking that sunny days wouldn’t be special,
If it wasn’t for the dark..

So I call this my confession,
I KNOW u stand there waiting,
Hoping that one day I’ll grow up,
And the seat next to me won’t be taken,

Not If U Were Mine

2010-06-18T14:19:00.000-07:00

I can tell that you‘re unhappy,
But you’re just too strong to say,
I watch your eyes tear up,
Wishing someone would take the pain away,

Its more than obvious to me,
But you’d prefer to hide it,
I watch your soul reaching out for me,
And your body hopes that its invited,

So why stay involved?
When you could be loved at all times,
Not just at 3 o’clock in the morning,
Before the sun begins to shine..

And if that’s what u like,
I’d have to say that, its fine,
But its not the way it has to be…
Not if u were mine…

You deserve to be loved,
Not only when there’s nothing else to do,
Not only when the storm keeps you inside,
But also when skies are blue,

You should be loved,
Not only when you step from the shower,
Barefoot, and glistening with your hair still wet,
Smelling like jasmine, and bergamot powder,

But that’s not the way it is,
You receive no compliment when u buy a new sundress
And when you cut your hair for him….
You shouldn‘t have to wonder if he likes it, or even have to guess….

But if that’s what u like,
I’d have to say that, its fine,
But its not the way it has to be…
Not if u were mine…

Your Lover

2010-06-02T11:44:00.000-07:00

If I can’t be your man,
Suffer me to be your lover,
Lets lay the night away,
Once, and then another…

No disrespect intended,
It may seem like a task,
But how might I care for your body,
If I never ask…

Offer me your hand,
Lets drift into the night,
I’m not asking you to trust me yet,
But give it ‘til tonight,

If I can’t be your man,
Suffer me to be your lover,
Lets lay the night away,
Once, and then another,

I promise you’ll be fine,
I’ll let you have your way,
We can enter into Heavens treasures,
Lets make you “Queen” for a day,

You are the shining light,
When their skies are blue,
You take care of everyone else,
But who’s taking care of you?

No disrespect intended,
I only extend my hand,
Suffer me to be your lover,
If I cannot be your man…….

Images On The Wall

2010-05-26T18:02:00.000-07:00

A dark room, with a humble fire blazing,
Slow tunes leak from the speakers silently,
She steps in the bedroom from a shower,
Without a towel, displaying nudity,

It’s all just a show,
She’s aware that I’m in the shadows,
Her body glistens from the blazing fireplace,
Hastily… Cupid arrives with two arrows,

I’m utterly struck first….
And so I focus on her seductive curves,
Whispering, “Come to me”
Struck second, she embraces my words,

Thank you cupid,
But for you kind sir, that will be all…..
Its time for us to create images,
On the wall….

Full of love, I stand tall,
She forcefully thrusts me back to the chair,
Sizzling flames flicker aggressively,
Love fills the air….

She inhales me in full,
Before I exhale,
In my lap purring like a kitten,
Upon the ocean of love, she sets sail…

And there’s nothing I can do,
There’s nothing I can say,
Therefore I sit back,
And let her have her way…..

Thank u cupid,
For the arrows, and all…
Without a shadow of a doubt,
We create images on the wall……

To You... (My Friend.)

2010-05-16T17:56:00.000-07:00

You’ve never treated me different,
Even when I had less,
You took the time to give me your wisdom,
You studied my mind, and my heart you’d caress,

I was just a burden,
And could bring you no gain,
And when I was just a portrait..
You provided a frame,

Love was unconditional,
Though you had it all,
I was short of good fortune,
But u helped me stand tall,

My friend, oh friend,
I am always in your debt,
And though you won’t accept it,
You have my respect,

You have my shoulder,
As long as I live,
You have my heart,
So grab a hold of my rib…

Therefore, never be afraid to ask,
I owe you that much,
And if you need me to keep you standing,
I’ll be there as your crutch….

My friend, oh friend, I’ll never forget,
Even if this world should end,
I’ll create another,
And establish us again.

Her Frustration...

2010-05-08T05:23:00.000-07:00

It was a usual evening,
Me and my thinking,
A cup of tea in my hand,
Sipping it slowly, I’d hardly call it drinking,

I watched the subtle ocean,
Just below the sunlight,
But her cry seemed a bit fierce,
The peace within her wasn’t quite right,

I dipped my hand in the water,
And tasted her salty tears,
A pure faucet of hot water,
Not as calm as she appears,

Removing my shoes,
I walked towards the sun, and her core
Allowing the water to rest upon my waistline,
Swaying me back, and forth,

And there I cried out “say on”
Tell me the truth in your story,
Who hast defamed thee?
Who has infected your righteous glory?

From the east came the wind,
Creating vehement waves of hurt,
Soiled water, Styrofoam cups floating,
Random particles, pieces of a shirt,

I listened carefully,
As she spake of her tale,
She wanted to be free from it all,
The oil, the blood, and foreign eggshells,

For years she had housed folly,
All nested in her skin,
She wanted to release her frustration,
Instead of holding it all in….

And who could blame her,
It was like venom in her blood,
The ocean was slowly dying,
From impurity, and no love,

Before drifting I said “I love you”
And headed back to the shore,
A voice whispered from the wind,
I love you much more…….

MY SISTER

2010-04-28T09:43:00.000-07:00

I remember it like it was yesterday,
I actually recall this case,
I call to mind, your little eyes staring at me,
Before I remember my mother’s face,

My sister,
I cherished you because you loved me,
You wanted to be my helper,
Before it was truly time to be,

I recall our first encounter,
How you just wanted to see,
Instead you flipped me from the sofa,
Quickly ejecting me…

I knew you didn’t mean it,
But how could I open my mouth and speak?
I couldn’t save you from mother‘s anger,
I could only watch, hoping your discipline would be brief,

My sister,
There’s no one more that I adore,
Now that we are older,
I’ll save you from your time of war,

For us,
It’s never been easy,
I’ve always been a complicated storybook,
But you have always been able to read me,

And for this I am grateful,
Though times are hard for you even now,
When I see what you’ve carried as a woman,
The only word that enters my brain is “HOW?”

My sister,
The sun will forever shine on you,
And if a cloud makes its way towards your life,
I’ll stand in front of it,….. never might it pursue,

Lets Try It Again

2010-04-16T15:19:00.000-07:00

To say that i don't love you,
Would be more than just a lie,
For when i think of your departure,
An ocean of tears pursue mine eye,

Your steps beside me,
Anoint my path with light,
Your whisper is soothing to my turmoil,
It warms my heart, just right..

And why should we part?
Knowing that we can work things out,
We argue over foreign material which alters,
Forgetting the basis of what we truly argue about,

And I believe that we can make it,
If you would grab my hand,
Today I won’t fall into the same trap,
Today, I’ll take a stand,

I’ll lead with the arms of example,
Not by my voice alone,
I’ll speak to you in person,
We’ll never argue by phone,

And we’ll watch………,
We’ll see it all take place,
Wrapped tightly in each other’s arms,
With a smile upon our face…

So let the winds remove the clouds,
Yes, allow the storm to rush into the hills,
Suffer the waves of life to recede,
Suffer this vessel of love, to remain still…

Lets try this thing again,
Again, lets try this thing,
Soon and very soon, I’ll make it all worthwhile,
Let the wedding bells ring…

THE BEAUTY OF BEING BEAUTIFUL

2010-02-15T06:46:00.000-08:00

There were but two souls,
Stirring within the land,
One was obviously me,
The other held my hand,

And yes she was stunning,
The sun bowed before her elegant feet,
The wind draped around her curves,
And under her garments so to speak,

You could see through her white gown,
Clear as the crisp morning sky,
But she only allowed me to stare briefly,
Then she’d give me the evil eye,

Her lips spewed words of honey,
Her eyes could see into my soul,
And so it was hard to deceive her morning flower,
You had to wait for it to unfold,

Patience was key,
It would open the lock to her heart in time,
Though she could do without my sexual excess,
She was focused on nurturing my mind,

Being certain that her duties were well done,
Yes and done well,
She cherished the life that was inside of me,
Never focused on my human captivity, nor my mental cell,

The beauty of being beautiful,
More striking than anything that I’d ever envisioned upon the earth,
It wasn't her elegance, her grace, or her beauty that made her beautiful,
Instead, it was the fact that she put me first.

The Rediscovery

2010-01-19T13:41:00.000-08:00

How can we forget about her,
She stands firmly with soothing words,
Embracing our hands each day,
Whereas we travel her bountiful curves,

Leading us back to Genesis,
Whispering.. Remember.. Remember,
That though often very rare,
Flowers do flourish, Even during Winter

And how easily it is to forget,
How she allows children to gallop on her attire,
Singing songs of laughter and joy,
Yes until the sun sets and we all retire,

Inviting the presence of her beloved,
She also allows the uncertainty of fools,
Then instantly teaches with love,
Using it's strength as her tool,

Sadly we forget,
That she is left darkened, in solitude, and without family
Her oceans without water,
Her beaches no longer sandy,

With this voice she cries aloud,
Hoping to shake the earth,
Preparing to move the crowd...
From the womb comes forth a "rebirth"

We create her memory,
Resurfacing what has already been done,
Meaning that we can prepare to win this battle,
Or turn away in fear, and run,

She teaches us lessons with time,
She is the sun, the moon, and all things in sight,
She is the heart of a nation,
But more than anything, she is LIFE..

THE FRAME

2010-01-01T08:07:00.000-08:00

I stepped out of the heart shaped frame,
The one on the right side her bed,
Leaving her in the portrait alone,
And paced the floor instead,

It had been a while,
Since I walked around her bedroom,
Especially when she was at work,
Or anytime before noon,

I wasn’t there to snoop around,
Instead to listen to the walls sing their song,
Listening carefully to their tone,
To see where I went wrong,

Untying first, and removing my shoes,
I retraced my steps upon the carpet,
Replaying historical arguments,
Refusing to consider her as the target,

The walls led me to the kitchen,
Where she slaved for hours to make dinner by five,
I could’ve given a helping hand, cut up a lemon,
Or put the place settings by her side,

I walked down the hallway listening,
Grabbing two towels, and two washcloths in that order,
Placing them on the restroom countertop,
Lighting a candle, and running warm bath water,

It was obvious that the walls spake,
Reminding me of all things certain, all things pure,
Whether or not it was too late for me,
I was more than uncertain, I was unsure,

But I did walk the place,
With hopes that her anguish towards me might change,
Looking back once more, I stepped into the portrait next to her,
Yes back into the frame..

RING BELLS

2009-12-22T14:21:00.000-08:00

There wasn’t much that I could do for her,
Now that she had chosen him,
Not that I am better than he,
Or that for her, I’d even go out on a limb,

But her conversation needed my answers,
Her heart still wanted wisdom,
It was like removing the blood from her veins,
After having tasted it, in her system,

And what could I do?
She was a dazzling bride,
A new found princess to her prince,
Yet and still empty inside,

She needed me,
But I would never utter such a thing,
At least not again,
I’d rather just suffer the bells to ring..

Ring thunderously, ring annoyingly,
Do chime, and clamor away,
Chime for our futures sake,
Ring bells until the pain drifts away..

I hear that you love him,
More than the moon adores the night,
More than the stars love it’s twinkling,
More than the blind desires sight,

And am I a madman,
Creating an insurmountable steeple?
That none may climb to the top of it,
And congregate with the sane minded people?

When the night falls upon the earth harshly,
And the shadows appear on walls from candlesticks,
When the minutes become hours,
Do you not think of me within each tick?

I’d rather cast this dreary thought,
Into the puddle of hell..
And watch it sail across the ocean,
With the sound of the foreign bells..

Ring thunderously, ring annoyingly,
Do chime, and clamor away,
Chime for our futures sake,
Ring bells until the pain drifts away..

Taken UP

2009-12-20T09:05:00.000-08:00

To the top of the mountain,
Was I taken and snatched,
Without a garment upon me,
Neither scarf, nor hat,

I embraced the foreign wind,
Stared at the massive sea,
Being lifted into the atmosphere,
By a being, whose face I couldn’t see,

He said only “trust me”
And so I sailed away,
Entering the heavens,
Until the cars did fade away,

The gray cloud surrounded us,
So no man could view us viewing,
Two men stood beside me,
Swords in hand, to keep out the pursuing,

The face of him was yet blurry,
But I could see him smile,
He whispered, “lay your mental bags down,“
Stay here for a while,

We ate, and we laughed,
As though the world didn’t exist,
He spake words to me unheard of,
Some hit, but most I missed,

Arise young man,
Arise young man and stare,
Stare at this world,
Be sure to take good care..

It is filled with many,
Many has filled its arms,
Shield it by bow and arrow,
Keep it safe from harm,

Speak wisdom to the youth,
With fire, cleanse soiled hands,
Grab the young lions by the beard,
Show them a man…

Never depart from the damsels,
Show them their respect,
Tell them not to settle,
To the best of their intellect,

It was written,
And so it was said,
I feinted at that point,
And was taken to my bed,

Those words took me,
Like blood runs through the veins,
I hopped up to write what I remembered,
Discarding the remains..

NOTHING MAJOR

2009-11-23T16:06:00.000-08:00

It’s nothing so major,
Besides the fact that she’s stunning,
Her eyes pierce my inner soul,
Leaving my blood’s faucet running,

It’s not really a huge ordeal,
Well maybe not to the world,
But in mine eyes alone,
She’s more than just a incalculable pearl,

I set eyes upon her,
Before the night calls upon morning,
Before the rooster yells with anticipation,
Right before I realize I’m still tired, and yawning,

There is none more fair,
Whose breasts satisfy me more,
Whose words are as honey,
From her jar of love, therefore I pour,

She doth pour her love,
Upon my weary head daily,
Relinquishing my foreign troubles,
Washing my thoughts thoroughly,

She loves me,
As the golden moon adores the blazing sun,
As the elegant tuxedo,
Enjoys it’s cummerbund,

And though it be nothing major,
In the sight of thee,
Within the pupil of mine eyes,
She means everything to me.

Too busy, Too late..

2009-11-19T05:44:00.000-08:00

"Too busy, Too Late" is a battle cry to the mother's and father's that THINK that they listen to their children. Yet the reality of it all is that they only hear what they want to hear. It's more than just being around your children. It's time to initiate the conversation. It's time to get involved. IF not, "Too Busy... Too Late!!

She sits in a room,
full of wonder,
So unsure, so unsure,
Not far from a blunder,

And so the tears begin to flow,
Because she's believes that she's next
For everyone else has already tried it,
She's a step away from having sex,

Unaware that her virginity,
Is filled with all things sacred,
And she wants to talk to you,
Before someone comes to take it..

But you never take the time to listen,
You never hearken to her voice,
She needs your opinion,
Before she makes a choice..

He has thought alot about it,
They pick on him at school,
They characterize him as a clown,
They treat him like a fool,

And today he's tired,
Today he's had enough,
Today he's no longer a punk,
Today he's going to be tough,

Unaware that he can choose to be free,
Instead of grabbing that gun,
Today you can talk to him,
Today you can embrace your son,

But you never take the time to listen,
Upon you he cannot call,
You take the time to stay so busy,
He will more than likely fall...

AIR EVERYWHERE

2009-10-25T06:31:00.000-07:00

Place your hand under mine,
While the water runs upon it,
Touch the subtle breeze,
And the clouds that rest beyond it,

The feather just flows,
Down the spiral of life,
I hold your hand while watching,
What a wonderful sight,

The way is clear,
The sky is so fair,
There is air in the sky,
Air, air, everywhere,

And the sun,
Gives off such an extravagant light,
Completely subduing,
Bringing forth such a peaceful night,

The stars just hang there,
Such a twinkling response,
Supplying the earth a night show,
Giving her all that she wants

The way is clear,
The sky is so fair,
There is air in the sky,
Air, air, everywhere,

And we cuddle,
While looking toward the milky way,
Look extremely quick, my love,
Before it all fades away,

We rest easy,
Just to inhale the breathtaking night,
The breeze just rests upon us,
Setting the mood just right,

The way is clear,
The sky is so fair,
There is air in the sky,
Air, air, everywhere.

OFF THIS TRAIN

2009-10-24T05:52:00.000-07:00

What is this love thing all about?
I’m standing next to the tracks
Prepared to take another trip,
I’ve got my coat and my hat,

And here she stands with me,
Moving forward,
In her long dress, and boots
All aboard, All aboard,

So here we sit,
Ready for the wind,
Fastening our seatbelt,
Here we go again,

Are we fussing?
When we just made up last night?
Are you crying?
When I just said, “We’ll be alright?”
Are things already back the same?
I know I bought the ticket,
But we both want off of this train,

We don’t know,
Exactly where we’re headed,
And the fact that we’re already arguing,
We know we’ll both dread it,

Obviously,
Our train is moving too fast,
Down these dark tunnels of the past
How long will this torture last?

And here we go again,
Trying to leave everything behind,
But rather than getting there peaceably,
We’re off track, instead of reading the signs,

Are we fussing?
When we just made up last night?
Are you crying?
When I just said, “We’ll be alright?”
Are things already back the same?
I know I bought the ticket,
But we both want off of this train
We both want off of this train!

I'M LEAVING YOU (I THINK..)

2009-10-19T17:18:00.000-07:00

Late nights, we fight,
We turn off the lights, with things not right,
I‘ve had enough,,
At 3am, I’m getting up,

I can’t lie there,
Beside you,
This storybook fairytale,
Is so untrue,

And I’m leaving you,
With my life ahead of me,
I trot out the house happily,
With my keys and my drink,
And I’m leaving you,
I’m leaving you,
I think…

I’m packing my bags,
I’m grabbing my coat,
I’m pushing the pain down,
Clearing lumps from my throat,

I take another look and pause,
I grab my keys,
Headed for the door,
Hoping you’ll run yelling please..

And I’m leaving you,
With my life ahead of me,
I trot out the house happily,
With my keys and my drink,
And I’m leaving you,
I’m leaving you,
I think…

I refuse to let you win,
This pain won‘t last long,
Plus, I’m ready to dance,
To the beat of another song,

And there you stand,
Arms reaching out to the wind,
With words that utter,
Can we try this thing again?

And I’m leaving you,
With my life ahead of me,
I trot out the house happily,
With my keys and my drink,
And I’m leaving you,
I’m leaving you,
I think…

SHE DANCED FOR ME

2009-10-18T07:05:00.000-07:00

Night time fell upon the ground,
The fire sparkled upon a mound,
The music came through the speakers,
Listen to it’s sound,

I stood back,
Just to watch everyone,
Until she grabbed my hand,
“Lets have some fun”

And she danced for me,
To the sound of the drummer’s tune,
She danced for me,
She danced for me,
Under the vanilla moon,

She grabbed my hands,
And put them on her waist,
I tried not to get excited,
But you could see it in my face,

Her hair smelled like lilac,
Her body vanilla oil,
As she moved upon me,
I felt my blood began to boil,

And she danced for me,
To the sound of the drummer’s tune,
She danced for me,
She danced for me,
Under the vanilla moon,

Her lips touched mine,
But we never kissed,
She was so seductive,
I could feel our subtle bliss

Staring into my eyes,
She never looked away,
She said, “stay with me tonight,
And a portion of the day,”

And she danced for me,
To the sound of the drummer’s tune,
She danced for me,
She danced for me,
Under the vanilla moon,

Until the morning,
And a portion of the day,
I let her dance for me,
I let her dance away,

She danced for me,
To the sound of the drummer’s tune,
She danced for me,
Under the vanilla moon.

How Will They Know?

2009-10-10T06:55:00.000-07:00

If we don’t teach them,
How do we expect them to know?
If we do not plant them,
How do we expect for them to grow?

To reap, and to sow,
To live, before death,
To say that I am not without,
To refer to it as blessed,

To build confidence,
And to establish character,
To be meek at times,
But if you desire it, we must go after her,

How may they know,
That life is but a dream?
And though it is thought to be glamorous,
Life is not always what it seems.

If we as the water,
Choose not to also be sunlight,
Our children live in darkness
Leaving them no insight,

Who will say,
Stand up to your fears?
Who will say it is not necessary,
When wiping away their tears?

If we don’t teach them,
How do we expect them to know?
If we do not plant them,
How do we expect for them to grow?

Without A Father Part 2

2009-08-28T17:56:00.000-07:00

It's one of those moments,
That i hate to bear,
To watch a female child,
Lonely, with no one there,

Mothers are wonderful,
Grandmothers tend to put a heart to rest,
But nothing comforts a daughter,
More than her father's chest,

To nestle in truth,
To feel secure,
His words provide comfort,
His voice remains pure,

And so I watched from a distance,
How it affected her timid heart,
Cupid threw no arrows this day,
No, there were no loving darts,

A spotlight of darkness,
Clouded a day of pure sunlight,
Though she smiled at me,
I could tell it was by fight,

Therefore I embraced the little angel,
I knew it was unfair,
For her to behold a life unfit,
Without her father there,

She poured her heart out,
Upon my chest with tears,
I tried to hold mine back,
But her tone pierced my ears,

And so we both cried,
Under the golden moon,
Which turned into songs of comfort,
No matter if out of tune,

She pecked my cheek,
With both arms she hugged my neck,
I'd gained a friend this day,
Today I gained respect,

By far I'm not her father,
Not even the next in line,
But I'll always be there for her,
Making sure that she's fine..

Cold

2009-08-23T11:03:00.000-07:00

I raced out of the house,
Right after I grabbed my coat,
Slinging the door open,
My footprints in the snow,

And so I search for her steps,
Upon the cotton ground,
The wind is stirring up a temper,
If you listen, you can hear the sound..

Sweetheart I'm coming,
Coming am I sweetheart,
Upon the dusk of the evening,
Right before it's dark,

And so I take a second to listen,
For I know my woman's pace
I study the muddy snow,
Until I see her face

And how be it,
That she sat upon a boulder,
Steady, and without movement,
I approached her by touching her shoulder,

And she's cold..
And she's cold..
My beloved woman's heart is full of ice,
I need to make it right,

I yanked out of my shirt,
As many times before love making,
I put it around her tightly,
Her steady frame begin it's shaking,

Unsure if it was anger,
Or perhaps it was the chill,
I didn't expect her to speak to me,
I just wanted her to feel,

I'm here, I'm here,
I lifted her from the stone,
Carrying the young lady back,
Towards the place that I call home,

No words proceeded,
From the lips of her mouth,
No action repaired her feelings,
But she did hear me out,

As I walked into the house,
Next to the fire she abode,
Her heart never changed temperatures,
She was indeed so cold..

And she's cold,
And she's cold..
My beloved woman's heart is full of ice,
It's up to me to make it right..

We all win..

2009-08-07T15:26:00.000-07:00

How easily we tend to forget,
That she's a lady,
Not a possesion, not a punching bag,
She's the woman that carries our baby,

And how easy it is,
To forget her emotions,
Changing in the blink of an eye,
Without a given notion,

And is that wrong,
That we must make an adjustment,
Instead of reacting in aggression,
Or engaging in an arguement,

I know, I know,
I hate it too,
But the babies depend on us,
They need to know what to do..

And so it's on us,
To bring our women back,
To a place of peace,
To get us all back on track

For in the end,
She'll love us again,
The kids will smile at their mother,
And with peace and quiet, we all win..

Homeless

2009-08-03T15:09:00.001-07:00

I made the trip purposely,
Just to keep in touch,
And to think of what I might see,
Is always twice as much,

Under bridges,
Under cardboard,
Severe winds casted,
Far from what they've asked for,

Little children stirring,
Old men shake hands,
Beer bottles rolling,
No one day is ever planned,

Often hungry,
Always embracing a sign,
Making it very known
What things are on their mind,

I just came to chat today,
For the sake of conversation,
A day away from luxury,
Today is my vacation,

Sometime's it's all that's asked,
Just to show a little love,
All of them haven't been there long,
Nor is everyone on drugs,

Instead they've lost their jobs,
No family to depend on,
Mother is hidden in a created domain,
In the chrubbery trying to be strong,

And how might we ever judge,
Lest our last bite come upon us,
Lest our families be casted,
Upon the "wind blown" dust,

So the next time we complain,
The next time we tend to judge,
Think about how the dirt doth feel,
Especially when it's mud..

(RANDOM NOBODY'S)

2009-08-01T14:23:00.000-07:00

I said hello,
Yet it was obvious that mother wanted more,
She said "lets try this again,"
Indeed I asked "what for?"

There he stood,
Dressed pants, and a button down,
A skinny tie, and shiny shoes,
His favorite color just might be brown,

You see,
I'd traveled this road a time or two,
They come into my mother's world,
And they were good at leaving too..

My mother,
Was indeed searching for a bliss,
And though I'd never utter such a thing..
It doesn't always come by a single kiss..

Even I knew this,
But father left her obscure,
And by these random nobody's,
She'd swear she had the cure..

These random nobody's
Could see mother's pain by far,
To the extent of watching her door,
Aware that it was indeed ajar,

Father and mother,
Were freshly separated,
And what door can stand such blow,
And what fence might remain gated?

Instead they attempt to climb,
Her rope of anguish,
Promising sweet nothings,
In some loving language,

And so I protect her,
Even though she despises it,
In hopes that she,
Shall utterly abhor, and stop this..

Yet she says that she needs love,
And who can argue such demand,
Therefore I work with these random nobody's
Until I see a man..

I JUST SMILE

2009-07-27T14:43:00.002-07:00

How long has it been?,

And love has yet to let us down,

You're still my burning passion

On this journey so lovely, so profound,

Your skin is not quite as smooth,

Your body has taken a toll over time,

But i wouldn't change a single thing,

Not your body, nor your mind.

Here lie my beautiful children,

All fashioned alike by your molding hands,

Little Michelle's walk has your name on it,

Tommy has your stance..

I just smile..

And hold it in place,

I just smile..

when I see your face,

When you're sleeping I kiss your lips,

Just to see you smirk,

And though it may take a while..

With one eye open you see me, and smile..

Oh my beloved help meet

Our bond, and our friendship is skin tight

And though I've never told you this..

The childlike angels kiss your cheek every night..

I just stand back and stare,

When you turn your head at breakfast,

When the wind comes in from the east,

And gives us a push in attempts to intersect us

But no...

Not one thing might intervene,

When the heavens open up for us...

Together shall we be seen,

Never apart..

Never apart,

Im in your blood now,

Traveling straightways to your heart,

I just smile,

And hold it in place,

I just smile..

When I see your face,

When you're sleeping, I kiss your lips,

Just to see you smirk,

And though it may take a while,
With one eye open, you see me and ... SMILE

Mirror..

2009-07-24T16:11:00.001-07:00

How I wish that I were the mirror,

So I could watch you in the morning,

Your expression.., your stare,

Your hand over your mouth before yawning

And how I wish that I could see,

The way that you look before makeup,

The transition of paint, and foundation,

Watching how much time it takes up,

Or even how you walk across it,

Just to see if your jeans are too tight,

Asking yourself over and over again..

"Does this fit right..?"

How I wish that I could gaze into your eyes,

While eyebrows are being plucked

You put on your new eyelashes,

Before leaving, looking like a million bucks,

Then after a hard day at the office,

You strip off your clothes,

And stare at your weight,

From your breasts to your toes,

For some reason,

I'd catch you dancing naked,

Right before your husband catches you,

And how smoothly you'd try to fake it..

Then by night,

I'd watch you remove all of you,

Leaving me for a few hours to think of how you,

Shall return again by morning to start again brand new,

That's if i were a mirror,

If I were the mirror,

Being a woman,

Would then become to me, quite clearer..

MY LOVE

2009-07-11T05:53:00.000-07:00

I never knew what love was

Until you opened your eyes,

I'm so uncertain that I'd ever experienced pain,

Until I heard your sorrowful cries,

I never had a friend so sincere,

When women cannot compare,

To the moments that we spend,

No one else exists, No one else is there,

Your smile puts me in a trance,

I could leave everything else behind,

I would give to you my life,

Ask for my soul, and I'd say "that's fine"

You are my reason for living,

The reason that I never give up,

When the raging waters try to shake us,

Daddy then stands tough,

Your entrance into the world,

Led me to think even deeper,

I just stared at you in amazement,

Like the discovery of a new creature

You will outlive all of my dreams,

You will embrace, and surpass my passions,

Never overlook the poor in this lifetime,

That's all that I'm asking..

Fly to the moon,

Create your own perspective,

Laugh at your calamities,

Retrace my untimely objectives

You are wonderful,

You are lovely,

You are always on your father's shoulders,

You will always be above me..

So fly free my little lady,

Into the lovely sky so blue,

Never, ever, question my love..

Your father indeed loves you!

Mother.. (Nature)

2009-07-05T19:31:00.000-07:00

From the day of my birth,

You shined your light,

Causing me to see the sun,

After nine months of night,

Somehow you took to me,

Like I was your favorite child,

You rained upon my stature,

When my world became mild,

You led me to the ocean,

Where my thoughts danced in your skin,

You became a piece of paper,

My voice was the pen,

I abused your fertile flesh,

I walked upon you daily,

Stepping on your seed of life,

Destroying the baby..

They covered your skin with gravel,

When you wanted to grow,

They placed wood upon your heart,

Stagnating your blood flow..

Yet and still you forgive,

You just allow your wind to blow..

And when you've had enough of the stress,

You release it by volcano..

I am guilty, so guilty,

I can not reply it all on paper,

But i will respect you in full,

And begin to reembrace your nature..

A Woman's Perspective (There's the door)

2009-07-02T12:16:00.000-07:00

"A Woman's Perspective" was written in the mindset of a woman.
I took a second to get inside, and hear what she says. If you are in tune enough with yourself, YOU may be amazed what you hear. (BUT TELL 'EM BABY!!) Here it is.. "A Woman's Perspective."

I refuse to be treated
As though I'm so callow,
As though I know so very little,
And that I only want to battle,

I refuse to sit here crying,
Waiting for your dreams to come true,
No matter what I do it's not good enough,
Well not good enough for you..

You always want everything
To go your way,
You don't care about what I think,
Not even concerned with what I say..

(Chorus)
If you want to treat me like..
It doesn't matter if I'm here,
If you want to make me feel dumb,
Let me make things clear.. (no more)
What is it that you take me for??
Here's my new thing..
(no more, no more... )
(There's the door, There's the door)
(no more, no more...)
There's the door..

Just because you buy me expensive things,
And you know I'm a fool for clothes
A nice sundress goes well
with the open toes..

Doesn't mean that you rule me,
Or that you can say what you want to say,
Disrespecting me in front of crowds..
It doesn't work that way..

My heart is here for you
And I respect what you do
I want to be here,
But remember that I have feelings too

(bridge)
Respect is the name of the game,
My intentions are never to harm you
Never to challenge your authority,
But to stand by you..
I know that you are the man..
But still you must understand..

If you want to treat me like,
It doesn't matter if I'm here,
If you want to make me feel dumb,
Let me make things clear (no more)
What is it that you take me for?
Here's my new thing..
(no more, no more...)
(There's the door, there's the door)
(No more, no more..)
There's the door..

Letter to my brother

2009-06-23T14:52:00.001-07:00

I take the time to reminisce,

Upon those times that tried us like fire,

The moments that we suffered together

Unaware of the separation that would transpire,

We fought to stay alive,

By eating each other’s food

Whatever parent had a morsel,

That’s the house we’d choose

Recall with me the pain for a bit,

Or shall we stay away lest we cry,

We would sit in random places

Asking the creator why…

Nothing became more painful,

Than the summer I left the slums,

My parents finally made it possible,

But what had we done?

Our separation created chaos,

I felt it the moment I left,

It was like taking your favorite novel,

And casting it upon the shelf,

Your journey eventually left you empty,

We used to speak on nice cars,

Who would ever think for a second,

That you would end up behind bars?

That just wasn’t you to me,

I wanted them to set you free,

So I just wrote to you,

And waited patiently,

You were set free by our father’s

The land smiled upon thee,

But you still had your issues lingering,

So how long would you stay free?

Before you entered again we spake of Cali,

And how they lied about the rain..

We spake of you coming with me,

But some things you just can’t change..

I was making a name for myself,

And you were doing more years,

Walking on eggshells,

Living your life in tears

But young brother I am here,

For we have the same blood,

We still wear the same “kings robe“,

Mine has just been washed from the mud

So until you return,

I salute thee from a low degree,

Until the Lords favor thee again,

In my prayers shall you always be..

Getting back in touch

2009-06-13T08:31:00.000-07:00

As a young man, my father taught me very early to express how you feel. If you get in trouble for it, at least it's off of your mind. Therefore what I feel is so important right now, is that men must go back to the heart of this matter. We must go back and win the hearts of our women again. It's not that we have lost them. But it's more about losing their trust/faith in us.

Many abuse our women verbally leaving them with self esteem issues.

Some are putting their hands on their women

We get greedy, yet we choose to be in a relationship, and still cheat.

Some of us are just on a POWER TRIP, and refuse to listen

Other's just don't know how to treat a lady.

Now I am not saying that I am not guilty, or have never been guilty, but I believe it's about bringing the issue to the table. Making sure that IF we see it, it is no longer covered by a napkin or a cloth. It's about being socially aware.

Women are very sensitive, very emotional. They can be our best friend if we put in the time. Take the time to listen to what they are trying to tell us. They have the ability to give you strength when you are down, leading us to a more healthier environment. We must take the time to be patient with our women. Let's try to treat them the way they want to be treated.

TREAT HER RIGHT

She was like an autumn evening,
I was the sun, and she became my moon,
I took care of her the best I could,
Consistently dancing to the beat of her tune,

But times instantly changed,
I got comfortable, and took her for granted,
I thought that she was just nagging,
I thought that she just loved to panic.

But she tried to tell me often,
I’m lonely, “please spend some time”
Stubbornly I continued my endeavors,
Selfishly, I decided to shun the warning sign,

Sadly I’m no longer with her,
She was last seen in the arms of another man,
Smiling and in the process of marriage,
I was last seen attempting to understand,

And how could I be angry,
How could I be angry with this man?
He does all the things I used to,
Placing a ring on her hand,

I attended the ceremony,
I found myself staring aimlessly..
It was extremely hard for me to see,
Her kissing this man at the alter, that wasn’t me.

Before stepping out of the wedding,
She made eye contact, and slowly looked away,
As if to make a statement known to me,
Take care of your next woman this way…