All I could do is think about how she touched me I need another moment, I understand, she’s busy, I’m about to be busy, but I’m missing her. I can’t wait for her touch It’s been days, and I’m having one of those days, I wanna know about her day, as she jacket comes off. [...]
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She Passed
She passed today. Guess it’s my fault— I shouldn’t have let her love that man. He was an alcoholic. She was an active Christian He didn’t work. She worked at the boys and girls club and paid for everything. He had a high school diploma. She was a Ph. D candidate. I tried to tell [...]
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Comfort Me
Someone comfort me. I’ve been in my room for three days. No shower, body odor’s getting ripe, and I stare that this 9mm as if it was the answer. Meanwhile, the peanut gallery’s opinions play in my head like a broken record, as my low self-esteem turns them into gospel. Chills of guilt rushes my [...]
Poetry
One More Night
It’s been hours since I drove you away. I’ve been praying that this E & J can replace you. I realized, 1 ½ pint later, it can’t. The air’s sour and thin as I’m vegetating, starring at a 2 am infomercial. I can hear the cracking and cricking hoping it was my phone on vibrate. [...]
Poetry
Heaven Can Wait
I really don’t care. I’m not going to heaven if my angel’s here. I know Heaven’s the reason I’ve been a good Christian. But what’s the point in being in a mansion You made when the woman You gave me as a soul mate isn’t there to make it a home? God, please don’t do [...]
Poetry
Purple Rain
That’s what friends are for right?
To be there each other
not to take you from your spouse,
family, or other friends, but
pick the other up.
Like I always do.
I don’t understand why you didn’t see that.
Poetry
Invisible Distraction
Haunting in a cloak of invisibility,
it taunts loudly, blocking every thought.
No one else can hear it.
Prayer, happy memories, and projects
only remind me of the distractions
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Cellphone
Its too early to think bout this
but I cant help to wonder
when will I wish you was still here.
My cousin, my brother said not
to think about this, but damn
look what you did for me–
you was my dad until
Poetry
What Kinda Man Would I Be…
What kinda man would I be if I slept around just because she wouldn’t I was tired of her and I was looking for something better. I mean, every relationship has storm, bumps, and bruises and the grass is always greener, at least it looks greener. and if she did that to me, I’d see [...]
Poetry
Nirvana
Alone on a still boat, it’s one and a half bottles of Merlot and 3 CD’s later, the blue sky looks like autumn leaves. Ballerina dolphins dance to Distant Lover on the sunset-laced water that’s securing and alienating me from routine and opinions that takes me from me while added instrumentals to Voyage to Atlantis [...]
Guest Bloggers
Mothers and Fathers
It’s official, I truly believe that we are living in the last days,
Please pardon my anger, but over the last 4 months, 4 good
Men that I know, friends, brothas…have all but lost their
Children in custody battles and although they continue to
Fight I can feel their pain, I don’t have children of my own
So I can only imagine what they’re going through…
Guest Bloggers
Swimmers
By Olive Rosehips Under Guest Bloggers (In response to “Mothers and Fathers”) I’m not here to talk about Michael Phelps, polliwogs or the breast stroke…well, maybe the breast stroke – I’ll let you make that call. “Swimmers” is my while-in-polite-company terminology for “sperm”. If you don’t mind I will continue to call them swimmers here [...]
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Careless Whispers
Gifts, favors, pleading
could never undo
the errors of the tongue.
Truth only hurts everyone.
