Racism, hate: Evil’s best friends. Don’t let it consume you!
A sample from Book 11
TruthContinue reading “‘Truth’”
liars seek truth‒
falsifying a life
without any light
manipulation...their due
cutting it on cue
‒without noticing
the coming dues
their belief‒
trying to convince you
all they do
true, true, true
backing them‒
there are few
their spots change
sending you to the loo
oh! what to do?
‒without cursing them, too
truth is truth
existing
no half truths
‒it's either all true
or just makings
of a waterloo
Don’t be afraid to follow your heart!
A sample from Book 7
Knowing is LivingContinue reading “‘Knowing is Living’”
if you're stuck
at a place
know
there's reason
for your stay
the longer you wait
‒longer you'll suffocate
look deep in your face
beyond flesh and bone‒
beyond memories you chase
beyond hurt
you want to erase
beyond a past
that did not last
deeper you must go
for life
again
to flow
it's no one's race
but your own
when you're at
a constant steadfast
there's something
way down deep
you must surpass
something to grasp
‒learn
so a future
you can earn
stop complaining
living in emptiness
look at self
get off the damn shelf
you again
build
all else
seal
beyond face
look deeper
reveal your hidden secret
bloom
open your eyes
see
your new life is ready
waiting‒
‒a steady, slow pace
for you to take
nothing's at stake
but self
your inside wealth
listen...hear
for you've already earned
what in your heart
burns
your fruits‒
it's all up to you
Speak Your Truth or Live in Captivity!
A sample from Book 7
Veiling of TruthContinue reading “‘Veiling of Truth’”
we start off life
slow–
like a snail
taking each moment
as it comes
giving ourselves
time to breathe
inhale
exhale
we're young...vibrant
over anything
we're champions
we have mentors
–someone always there
pushing us
tormenting us
encouraging us
criticizing us
it doesn't matter–
we feel invincible
–strength
in our youthful hearts
gives us one desire
over anything
we can prevail
so we take chances
we jump fences
crawl through tunnels
see life
as a simple funnel
when we're derailed
we take a moment–
wail
giving ourselves
time to breathe
inhale
exhale
we get back on the rail
sail
then life tips the scale
–half-way point
where all just stops
we're pushed over the top
we try to sail
to no avail
we start to see
–the slow coveting veil
the part of us
for others we curtailed
bit by bit–
small pieces of our being
we willingly retailed
leaving us
feeling alone and stale
it's at that moment
no longer wanting
to feel frail
wanting instead
again to breathe
inhale
exhale
taking from our legs
our tucked-in tail
revealing...opening
this perfectly placed veil
it's at that moment
we explode
our outpouring gale
see me, hear me
I'm not for sale
opening our truth
putting ourselves
in plain view
screaming out loud
this is what I'm about
it's at that moment
when life tips its scale
all is unveiled
we see every detail
who impaled
who drove the nail
ourselves
we chose to lower the veil
we signed our own
bill of sale
it's at that moment
–tipping the scale
our truth
to unveil
get back on the rail
over our own injustice
prevail
This one sergeant in my Army days in Germany called me Marie Laveau…lol…another one bites the dust! One of them will be strong enough to handle my energy some day. If they can let go of their pride long enough. I’ve had enough of man-ego-pride to last a life time.
Continue reading “When His Next Best Thing Comes Along!”To Deny Others Is To Deny God!
Salvation's NeedContinue reading “‘Salvation’s Need’”
test after test
I have failed
my 360
to the cross...nailed
You† brought people to me
in their time of weak
‒salvation
I failed to help them seek
instead, I buried them deep
words from my mouth
did seep
actions
I didn't allow to creep
in self
I curled up in weep
my time has come and sailed
out of all of it
I tend to bail
turning my back
not wanting to see
how another's picture
on them...creeps
I just give up and flee
whatever awakens
this ignorance of me
strip it
take it from me
strengthen me
help me to see
keep me from feeling sorry
lost in self pity
Lord†, this part of me
that lived unselfishly
I lost
please return it to me
without this lumpy throat
from way down deep
without fears and anxiety
help me open my mouth
speak
in words of calm
humility, peace
without selfish
insecurities
Being Single Is Better Than Being Abused!
A sample from Book 8
Alone's PassionContinue reading “‘Alone’s Passion’”
I can do this, do that
without time
to count
no voices to hear
I want this, want that
missing it
no doubt
I can say this, say that
without being condemned
for going too north
or too south
I can talk to myself
out loud
as loud as I want
not worrying
to shut my mouth
I can wear
what I want
cover it or flaunt
I can sleep all day
play all night
jack up my music
keep on
all the lights
without anyone saying
hush...don't
I can sit around
day-dream
not do a damn thing
is there another out there
doing the same
still–
another's hand to hold
in want
–deal with the game
so in old
life doesn't die in cold
without ever
having another
know
how I roll
Stress-Free Zone Ahead!
A sample from Book 8
Floating in AirContinue reading “‘Floating in Air’”
I came around
to see change
shortening the range‒
just to see
all's the same
so I float
in this air
here and there
hoping for flair‒
hearts open
gentle love's token
but all's still broken
‒all's still forsaken
eyes still closed
minds sealed‒
that forever
round and round wheel
so I'll reside here
just for a while
give a little time
then off I'll fly
forget
all this here try
fully learning
no one can rearrange
what's lost
in derange
what refuses
to grow
stay stuck
in naysayer's flow
so here
I'll just float in air
give a chance
a second
a third
then off
I'll go
hit the road
seek places
where real love
flows
without needing
chances to prove
out right show‒
I won't just be there
flowing freely in airs
desiring to share
‒easy will come
care
yes, somewhere
out there
lies a place
one face
overshadows
two-faced
where real
the only deal
‒truth
over comes fool
this place
I'll feel the overwhelming
need
to drool
there‒
I'll come down
stand on solid ground
without a need
to just float in air
for then
I'll truly feel a need
to open up‒
for something
care
feel life's breath
in share
really be there
in that place
somewhere
You Be You. Let Me Be Me!
A sample from Book 8
Quiets in StormsContinue reading “‘Quiets in Storms’”
open thoughts
living only once
one...one long moment
in count
which way
which way
to bounce
choices to pound
determines ways bound
silence the rush‒
eyes in storms
see alarms‒
which hat worn
determines coming forms
stay in hate's way
or let go
just flow
talk...talk a lot
let life know
trust in God†
or in silence
build knots‒
life in compliance
open thoughts
one life
one...only one
given chance to bounce
live in it
or from coveted walls
let it stall
see it
without ever
actually
knowing it
at all
Move Forward: Body, Mind and Spirit, and Leave the Past In the Past
A sample from Book 8
Dwelling’s 'Back Then'Continue reading “‘Dwelling’s ‘Back Then””
we lived back then
‒our biggest season
living in young
everything’s begun
never still...sitting
‒moving in the constant
of run
having class
having fun
our communion
‒our glittering sun
reminiscing
reliving‒
our mind’s on-going reunion
‒a slight prison
caught-up spectrum
indulging...believing
our past
our best, truest companion
turning needles to diamonds
quarts to gallons
each new past
remembering sermon
grows
consumes‒
our present moment’s devotion
staying stuck
good...bad
all problems, experiences‒
abstractions
‒digging deep
our use-to-be fund
concealing
present’s affirmations
it’s done‒
time for a ascension
new’s dimension
the past‒
our firm confirmation
holding on‒
constantly living
in its circulation
‒caught in its dreamy emotion
keeping us in equivocation
bypassing present’s creation
it’s done‒
our back then
it’s time
make the incision
no longer in young
but still living
in fun
willingness to run
keeping our retrospections
but allow in
new manifestations
all else‒
move to preservation
it’s built us
gave us qualifications
for now’s implementation
stop dwelling on
back then
start living
in now’s skin
new moment’s begin
heightens
ascends
new memories
creating a foreign spin
awakening
now’s life
we’re in
allow the transcend
build new mountains
‒from young
to older...wiser
within
then‒
sets a new trend
that day coming
age sets in
on porches
breathing in fresh winds
under summer suns
in chairs
rocking
memories
unpacking
easily spoken
story-telling
of live in living‒
not broken
not stuck in young’s brethren
instead‒
a put-together rendition
of a life lived
in total contribution
let go of back then
awaken
in now’s innovation
live‒
new moments
in motivation
new memories
adding to collections
for in aged years
recollections
the spices‒
our truth’s personification‒
the new young
can’t get enough
with us
lost in conversation
What ‘Not’ To Do When It Comes To Your Past!
A sample from Book 8
Use It To Be ItContinue reading “‘Use It To Be It’”
it happened‒
look back there
once, twice, thrice
‒don’t stay there
turn that wayward stare
towards something rare
turn that experience
into deliverance
he may have gotten you
clouded your view‒
that hidden abuse
that traditional muse
demanding traits of you
change your clothes
‒that too
so subtle, so quiet
you went along
after all‒
you had a home
someone
to call your own
time ticks
‘til matters click
change comes quick
only for you‒
he’s his own game
inside...the same
hiding from you
‘til open...wide
clear becomes the view
you fell hard
that knife
beyond sharp
but here you are
wearing
a survivor’s star
wondering‒
lies where
your somewhere
from back there
turn that clouded stare
‒things begin to clear
don’t put that past
totally in the rear
take it‒
use it with class
bettering you
pave an avenue
‒there’s no excuse
only you
had the view
share it‒
help others
overcome it, too
that place
out there
elevates
what he tried to kill
now
you’re headed somewhere
while
he’s stuck back there
there’s nothing to it‒
it’s just fair
his childish control
becomes
your gold
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