Do You Recognize Ms. Self-Sufficient? She Is Not Ms. Independent

I need love dammit....


I need love
I need understanding
I need my heart massaged
Protect it from the storm

Stop hating me
Stop misconstruing my words
Stop stabbing my heart
Bring it into your shelter

Accept my love and let my heart's blood cover your spirit in its thunderous crimson glory. Open your mouth to receive my spirit on my expelled breath. Not just with your eyes but with your soul watch my essence cloak our physicals and stimulate our mentals.


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On The Rebound

I wonder if he knows I often sway like a pendulum needing retooling

I wish I could have heard his answer when someone asked about me 

Does he quietly slumber in her arms at night with no regard for the loss

While I toss and turn only to awaken in a cold sweat empty and lost

The days turned into years and at first life's distractions kept me calm

If I'm honest the distractions still didn't stop me from reaching for him

My temple's DNA inherited while my personality was an acquired taste

So though I ran from the memories of him I still hungered for his touch

What type of woman would I be if I'd had the benefit of his protection

My kids wouldn't physically change only the chain of a circle strengthened

Heartbroken I carry on hoping against hope for what will never be again

Feet shuffling forward but my fingers itch to turn back hands of our clock

No longer do we play sweet music or lick chocolate from the spoons

Each glance at a Miller still fills my space with nostalgic scented hops

I am strong when I'm weak, silent when I'm loud, alone in a crowd

A chameleon surviving in my environment a branded letter abreast

I'm older now living with my choices growing from lessons learned

I try to open my heart without fear the next man I love won't burn

I often stumble and fall praying I had him there to buffer the blow

Like two ships in the night with no light our star-boards politely brush

What did I do so wrong early on to deserve only the view of his back

If I asked him would I be strong enough to accept his tacit response

What would my daddy say to his baby girl all grown? His first born?

Dedicated to: My Father

I CAN'T! I WON'T APOLOGIZE

I AM WHO I AM AND FOR THAT I MAKE NO APOLOGIES
I STRIVE TO BE BETTER THAN I WAS NOT BETTER THAN YOU
ON THIS EARTH WHERE I SHALL NOT BE JUDGED....I AM
FOR THE WIDTH OF MY HIPS OR THE MONEY IN MY HAND
I LIVE FROM WITHIN MY HEART BLOOD FLOWS EXTROVERTIVELY
FAKE IT 'TIL I MAKE IT IS LESS THAN HE CREATED ME TO BE
HEAD HELD HIGH BREATHING IN THE SPIRIT OF THE QUEENS
NEFERTITI, THE LADY OF ALL WOMEN, SWEET OF LOVE
THE EGYPTIAN ROCK OF THIS BLACK GIRL/WOMAN WHO ROARS
BEQUEATHED ONLY ONE LIFE TO ABOUND NEW HEIGHTS
BAMBOOZLED BY A BOY SHEATHED IN A HUSBAND'S PANTS
VERSIONS OF THE TRUTH BURIED BENEATH SIX FEET OF REGRET
IN GOD'S EXQUISITE CREATION OF LIGHT MY LOVE'S NOW ON FIRE
I STAND BEFORE ALL RADIANTLY HUMBLED BY MY MISTAKES
BATHED CLEAN, ANOINTED, AND SWADDLED IN HIS GRACE
A DIAMOND WITH CLARITY NO LONGER COVERED BY THE DIRT
OF HEARTBREAK THAT ONCE SUFFOCATED A LUNG COLLAPSED
UPGRADED
THOUGH FADED
I'VE MADE IT
LOOK EASY TO MY YOUNG CHARGES STUDYING MY LIFE
I SMILE THROUGH MY TEARS A CLYDESDALE IN FULL STRIDE
I AM WHO I AM NO LONGER WHO I USED TO BE
I MAKE NO APOLOGIES I CAN ONLY BE ME

I Am Fashioned From His Rib

The crack of my ribs could be heard silently fashioning her heart

Elevated illusions of child bearing hips and my seed to carry my name on

Mentally and physically I had nothing to say

Two protrusions on her chest with the ability to nourish a generation

Clouds filled the air as her backbone was added to be stronger than mine!

Her strength, Her lips, Her eyes, all one to last the test of time....

God created him first to lead a nation across lands

Look until he findeth a good fit for his wedding band

I am his life’s work as the original Architect designed

As he slept I was born from his side not his behind

I’m not fashioned to fit the slender super model size

But from his rib to hold his legacy betwixt my thighs

He drinks from my spirit until his cup runneth over

I am the rabbit’s foot in his pocket; a four leaf clover

My love is his armor my arms shelter him from harm

I keep his home immaculate and his children warm

I am his queen

Well versed in diplomacy

Allergic to conformity

I am his freak

Dipped in honey

Swathed in mystery

I am

In simplicity

HIS….

I am HER!
I'm here to argue with her for no reason
I'm her stress relief from life
Her body has seasons
Sometimes my strength is not physical it's mental
Sometimes I have to wrap my brain around what she's been through
Metaphorically speaking
She's the cure to my Asthma
She's cured my breathing
Together we will fight the good fight
Glorify God and accept his sentencing
Mistakes are made to learn
Learning is a tool,
Between her thighs she conjugates verbs
My rod, her staff, we comfort thee
When I break down this gift in its simplicity
I marvel at the one we called Eve

I am
in simplicity
HER....
The one he loves as God loves the church
the one he'd never intentionally hurt
I am every fantasy every dream reborn
I gave him
his baby girl
his mamma's peach cobbler
his son for his name to live on
HIS...
form the dust we came to the dust we return

Lovingly Danced with DJ the DJ 2014

Jerel's Bedtime Story: "I Wasn't Even in the Fight"

Come here Slim let me put something on your mind

Let me kiss you in the dark & start this nasty grind

I’ve got plans to seduce you from the inside out

Yeah I’m taking you home to see what you’re about

I’ve got a treat for you to get us in the mood

It’s time for your story in my bed in the nude

Once upon a time there was a sexy chocolate guy

His essence caught my attention as he passed me by

Pheromones to pheromones I quickly was in pursuit

Blue tank & KK jeans swag completed with polo boots

He struts with a confidence that turns plenty heads

I follow him with my eyes b’cuz they see him in my bed

He senses my presence before he sees my face

His powerful legs slow up and I now keep the pace

Our eyes meet, he licks his lip, and I reach for his hand

Once the eagle and now the prey I’m in a foreign land

He chuckles to himself as we listen to the tables turn

His slow touch sparks a trail of fire and I feel my skin burn

My lips part to speak but he slips his finger within

I stagger forward as I suckle him let the games begin

An alley springs up from nothing to shield us from light

Once I was in control and now I’m not even in the fight

He pushes me to the brick and assaults on my person

Lips on my neck, down my breasts, his zipper bursting

I free him from bondage his girth fills our empty space

I’m in awe of his prowess he sees it on my face

He grips me by the hips so I jump as he lifts me

Closing the gap with force pushed aside my panties

Pounding with a fierceness we raced to our climax

I cry out and never notice hot scratches at my back

His body cradles mines to support or slow descent

He rains kisses on my forehead all our energy spent

Lashes flutter close to cover secrets not yet shared

His gaze zeroes in on me “shit I might be scared!”

Fingers interlocked he guides me into the light

Thought I was in control but I wasn’t even in the fight

I'M READY

IT IS IN THIS LIFE THAT LOVE

CHALLENGES ME TO BE BETTER

IN THIS BREATH THAT I FIND HOW MUCH OF YOU FILLS ME

IN THIS MOMENT THAT I REALIZE I AM STILL HERE AND ALIVE

IN THIS SPACE THAT I WILLINGLY OPEN MYSELF TO SHARE ME

I CONFESS I AM NOT PERFECT YET I AM LIVING BRAND NEW

I AM A TRANSPARENT REFLECTION OF WHO YOU ARE TO ME

LIKE ME

LOVE ME

LEAD ME

LEARN ME

LET ME SHARE MY SECRETS WITH YOU WITHOUT REGRET

LET ME LOVE YOU BEYOND THE HURT SHE LEFT YOU TO BARE

LET ME CREATE A SACRED HAVEN SAFE FROM ANY STORM

LET ME SUBMIT TO YOUR SPIRIT AND FOLLOW YOUR LEAD

IT IS IN THIS LIFE A BETTER ME RISES FROM HURT'S ASHES

IN THIS BREATH

IN THIS MOMENT

IN THIS SPACE

I AM EXQUISITELY FASHIONED FROM YOUR RIB TO LOVE YOU

We Are

I am love unconditional
You are love come true
I am a demanding love
You are love's 2nd chance
I am love breathing
You are love on fire
I am love unwavering
You are love set free
I am love pursued
You are a protective love
We are one to the other
Shared love run amuck
Sacrificed love born again
In two heartbeats...now one

U Ain't Shit

Poof!

You’re blinded by this storm of a woman

An elegant yet soul engulfing black queen

You never imagined a piece of fruit as sweet

My nectar dripping from your mouth agape

All consuming is my fire in your man’s blood

I walk with a confidence many a man have seen

But a high commodity few put their hands on

Present in a time when chivalry has all but died

My presence whispers to a spirit you hadn't met

Confused is your selfish flesh but inside you see

Deep down a real man in you is buried deep

All you needed was a strong lady like me

At your feet I bear life as my gift to you

Eyes closed you miss the birth of my truth

On my back I explode from the inside out

Yet His power is poured in me as I kneel

In your violent night I am never worried

Because in my brilliant day I conquer all

When it’s all said and done I’m still a lady

But don’t fuck with me!

I’m still laughing!

We both know you lied when you said,

“Onta, U ain’t shit!”

©

In The Mirror

This moment finds me in quiet reflection and gratitude for the blessings and years I've already lived. It is in this space I have no idea what lies in store nevertheless my pulse is strong. My heart still beats for the dreams I had as a little girl even if some of them were distorted as a young woman. So today when I could stand and shout I choose to sit, legs crossed, steady in my resolve. From those dreams long ago a specific set of goals are firmly planted in faith. When I could do handstands to get one's attention I choose to sit, hands in my lap, and gently nudge the spirit of the one who's still searching for me. I am imperfectly perfect and now in my 40th year I realize that is perfectly OK with me.  

Warmest Regards,
In Walks A Lady

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Who's Afraid of the Boogeyman

MARY HAD A LIL LAM WHOSE FLEECE WAS WHITE AS SNOW
AND EVERYWHERE THAT MARY WENT THE LAMB WAS SURE TO GO
THEN ONE DAY MARY & HER LAMB RAN INTO MS. SNOW WHITE
SHE WAS WITHOUT THE SEVEN DWARFS AND IT WAS NEARLY NIGHT
MS. SNOW WAS AT HER WITS END WITH NO SOLID PLAN IN MIND
SHE & MARY WERE NERVOUS HEARING TALES OF THE BOOGEYMAN
SOME SAY IT WAS HIM; NOT THE WOLF WHO TOOK RED RIDING HOOD
ALL ALONE GRANDMA IS STILL OVER THE RIVER & THROUGH THE WOODS
"BAAAA" CRIED THE LAMB AS A FLASH OF LIGHT ZIPPED IN AND OUT
WHY IT'S ONLY TINKER BELL THERE'S NO NEED TO RUN AND SHOUT...
I THINK SHE'S COME TO SHOW US THE WAY FROM PEI TO HOUSTON
PINOCCHIO SAYS SWING BY AND HE'LL GET US SOME FREE SHOES IN
DID YOU SAY FREE SHOES? WE SHOULD SURELY BE ON OUR WAY
THAT'S A BETTER DEAL THAN PAYLESS SHOES' B.O.G.O ANY DAY!!
SO SNOW WHITE, MARY, AND THE LIL LAMB LOOKED UP TO TINKER BELL
PLEASE LIGHT THE WAY TO PINOCCHIO'S WE'RE MISSING A SHOE SALE

EPILOGUE

The Ladies never make it to Houston with their new shoes. There were too cute to put that many miles on them. So they loaded up the truck and moved to Bev-Er-Ly....Hills that is. Swimming pools, movie stars.....

The End

Are You My Friend?

Why do you call yourself educated and not know that little words in the wrong context create big wounds in people you claim to respect, adore, and care for?
Why do you call yourself well rounded when you can't see or accept others' opinions if they don't line up with your own?
Why do you refer to yourself as a child of God when you are so quick to look down your nose at your neighbor, ignore a child in the village who needs direction, and eat in front of the hungry without offering to share?
Why do you claim to be ride or die and trustworthy but will blab your friend's secrets, faults, and shortcomings all in the name of feeding the flames of gossip?

Truth be told I'm not really interested in what you call or refer to yourself as. My concern is not in who you claim to be. As a potential recipient of the words you utter my only desire is to be uplifted and protected by the person who claims to be my friend.

Are you my friend?