quote:

Originally posted by ma'am:
No tissues are near
For tickling runny nose
Hear me snort my snot

^^ You are wrong for that...


rofl...

*ahem*

ma'am?

Jesus...

That was beeeeeauuuuutifulll...

do you have any more?

nevermind...

quote:

Originally posted by Saracen:
Peace....

(Not really a poem...But thoughts)


How much should a man settle for before he departs into the great mystery? Should he settle for a life of bland sustenance, while forsaking the spicy fruit which beckons from a plateau surrounded by sharp, unforgiving marl?

Aloft, and dangerous is this singing fruit...Hanging naked she whispers sweetness upon her listeners.

His soul commands that he stretch into the possibility that dances before him. Spritefully, wildly, passionatly, the peach beseeches his obedience.....

But a man blind arises from behind his eyes to remind him that to reach may mean the loss of steadiness. It may mean hunger and shame. "Be safe" is uttered as a mantra oft repeated from behind the veil of reason..."Better safe than sorry" the old voice repeats without pause....

And so he silences her stare, he turns his face to a well trodden trail, flat lands, well lit, and patrolled....

But her song is still sweet as a memory...What if he had reached????


And in that moment a pebble collides against his sandle..and then more pebbles run and join...They comes from yonder hill...Steep and harsh, but not insurmountable...He views upon a rocky shelf, a man like himself...Breathing deep, wide in smile...Pouring with perspiration, and bleeding...However elated...And more pebbles slide down the steep..And this man climbs more...The fruit screams in ecstasy...And he quickens the pace as his climb becomes more determined...She faints..he reaches...And grabs her, and drinks of her sweetness deep...and receives a name forevermore.

How much should a man settle for before he departs into the great mystery???

To those who have tasted the fruit, the choice is obvious...Unfortunately they can offer no sample to those who would not accept the climb.

Perhaps they should silence the blind.....



Kai

Khalliqa bows...


"Yes, Sir" she says....

*Acquired Intelligence Deficiency Syndrome*

I asked her how the hell she knows
she ain't affected
The poison can come in quick, like a
gunshot that won't ever leave, like
an extended cold to the
millionth degree but she said she knows 'cuz
"he wrapped it up".

I told her girl you know he be around town
like the city bus 'cept
he don't run outta gas, no hesitation like
with which ass
should I go...

And the cow rolled her eyes at me like she knows everything so
I figured maybe I could
scare some sense into her but
that didn't work either.

I said how he be poking his veins too so
why is she so dumb, she don't know who
held that needle before him
coulda been any bum
on these streets and girl
that's where these diseases breed...

But she said, "all that don't matter cuz we used protection".
I said exactly how protected could you be
when his stuff is probably so bumpy he done
ripped and sprang a leak
using 99 cent store condoms girl
you know they make them thangs cheap
quit playin' with me he ain't no good that man is
straight up 100% Nasty.

Then she accused me of being jealous and what could I do but laugh in her face-
Jealous of what, jealous of who??
I had to go off 'cuz her mind was seriously screwed
so I said
look chickenhead,
All you gotta do is take yourself to get tested
you're messin' with a man obviously infected
and I know you're my friend but
I'm speaking the truth-
I'ma be most likely losing you.
You gotta problem by thinking you're in love
Don't you get that he don't think with his head
up above
but down below, he don't care 'bout nobody but
scandalous ho's and I know
you're not one of them
you're better than that quit
puttin' yourself at risk and
I didn't wanna tell you but your eyes already
look jaundiced...

And to that she replied that I should
mind my own biz, check my own man,
it's sad her best friend couldn't understand
Jerome's a good guy got goals got plans
and what's most important
never laid a bad hand.

I reminded her that's true but he's movin' too fast
like Taz in a cartoon and the whole town's
gon' be sick
if he doesn't stop soon as a matter of fact
girl it's half past noon
do you even know who the hell your man's doin'?

She got all offended like I said something wild
started crying and admitted she was
having a child found out today and
don't know what to do 'cuz
what if she IS a victim and the baby is too...

Nine months proved her thoughts to be true
tests confirmed
that baby got burned
I tried so hard not to be incensed but
I could only shake my head
at the ignorance.

-TF-

*Breezes Black & Blue*

breezes to her are your bruises
black and blue,
taken with bravery like
nothing is painful
and when hit she smiles
you are normal
don't be frightened by the masochist
a black belt to your neck choker
quite unfashionable
and you groan
but tears are not seen
amazed by courage
and she looks worse than you
breezes to her are your bruises,
and she is black and blue

-TF-

*Ghetto Outback*

bird soars through
pale cotton-candy skies
and a boy's German Shepard-Lab mix barks.
I conclude this is
suburbia in the ghetto
black wishes at
another happy smile
when voices are unheard and
his dog looks like a dingo
the ghetto is Australia tonight
her grey gum-stuck ground, the outback
and we go trodding through
with crusted feet
not seen or met soap
in more than a few days.

-TF-

*Untitled One*

I'm using up pages like shit uses toilet paper
Up to here all the past blue and pink
lined canvases have been grafittied on
all on one night
mainly on one man and
damn I don't want to talk about him
Using pages like barf bags use VOMIT and
if my mouth were attached to my heart
the love acid would burn me
and I would bleed
from the inside out
Waiting on that asshole
and killing myself in the meantime.

-TF-

*The engine that does*

If there were a condition that best described you
It would have to be relief
Your impositions are invited
I delight in the sweat from my brow
Created to arouse
Your intellect

If there were a condition without you
It would have to be brief
Your inquisitions are ignition
Our confession is the compression
That contributes to
The dynamite that is now
An everlasting, spiraling explosion
Exposing
Our deepest...


Heru

What happened to your poems Khalliqua?

quote:

Originally posted by HeruStar:
What happened to your poems Khalliqua?

I think your poem is beautiful Heru...


My poems were removed because I simply wanted to put my innermost thoughts in another place...



Salaam....

quote:

I simply wanted to put my innermost thoughts in another place...

how about my email?

quote:

Originally posted by HeruStar:

quote:

I simply wanted to put my innermost thoughts in another place...

how about my email?

(smiling) what a charming response....

If you don't mind, I should not have posted them... but in one sense, I am glad I did... I got a chance to see how your mind flows...

nice...

Exceptional love

How to give you the world
Defines me
It is the question that urges me
To open my eyes in the morning
And keeps me up late

Knowing that all you want
Is me, becomes me
And brings clarity to life
Sometimes I feel like it's our love
That moves the ocean
And stills the earth

Our anniversary begins at my conception
I was placed here first
To prepare a place for you
An oasis for my Isis
In my heart
I hope you're comfortable there
I pray that you find everything you need
How to make your place breathe and grow
Makes me an exceptional lover
And you... my exceptional love

------------------------------------------

I wrote this listening to Eric Roberson's 'rock with u'

I took out this part of the poem, don't know why yet

It brings a healing that is often
Misunderstood like the melanin
In the so-called rotten apple...

mmmmk Dell.. BUMPED... waiting on you

This poem was written by my son (He was making up words and whatnot! But I'm proud of my son... he's got the poetry bug like me )


THE WAVE


There is something big and blue, it's starting as a swell.
A swell is a long, low wave,
that sometimes brings seashells.
It rose and fell,
now listen to a wave's show and tell

A wave is energy, moving through the water.
The top is the crest and breakers, the bottom the trough
It's formed by strong winds
look for the undertow!

The wave reached a shallow area
It's height got higher and higher.
Swimmers got a scarier
as it got wider and wider

It's totally at the shore!
The surf's up dudes!
it used a longshore drift, and took some sand, too!
Nooooooooo!
It's gone, boo-hoo!


by Immanuel....

My crude attempt at poetry........

INSECURITY

You were always present but I was unaware,

Oblivious to your existence,

Ignorant to your influence,

None the less, under your control.


You smothered me, overtook me,

I could feel you, but was afraid to admit it,

like a warrior declaring war on the innocent,

I surrendered to you.


You invaded my thoughts,

you took control of my actions,

blinded my eyes and bound my hands,

but worst of all, you let me fail before I could start.

quote:

Originally posted by msprettygirl:
My crude attempt at poetry........

INSECURITY

You were always present but I was unaware,

Oblivious to your existence,

Ignorant to your influence,

None the less, under your control.


You smothered me, overtook me,

I could feel you, but was afraid to admit it,

like a warrior declaring war on the innocent,

I surrendered to you.


You invaded my thoughts,

you took control of my actions,

blinded my eyes and bound my hands,

but worst of all, you let me fail before I could start.

Could you break down the meaning Ms. Pretty?

I was just describing the effect having insecurities has had on my life. For a long time I thought of myself as being a pretty confident person not owning up to the insecurities that have dictated a great deal of my life, my actions,my decisions (usu. to not do something, too afraid of failing/pretty much assuming I would fail), my choice to stay in a verrrry bad relationship for several years etc...

Is this what you were looking for or was that confusing?

quote:

Originally posted by msprettygirl:
My crude attempt at poetry........

INSECURITY

You were always present but I was unaware,

Oblivious to your existence,

Ignorant to your influence,

None the less, under your control.


You smothered me, overtook me,

I could feel you, but was afraid to admit it,

like a warrior declaring war on the innocent,

I surrendered to you.


You invaded my thoughts,

you took control of my actions,

blinded my eyes and bound my hands,

but worst of all, you let me fail before I could start.

Good!

I feel where you are coming from...

quote:

Originally posted by msprettygirl:
My crude attempt at poetry........

INSECURITY

You were always present but I was unaware,

Oblivious to your existence,

Ignorant to your influence,

None the less, under your control.


You smothered me, overtook me,

I could feel you, but was afraid to admit it,

like a warrior declaring war on the innocent,

I surrendered to you.


You invaded my thoughts,

you took control of my actions,

blinded my eyes and bound my hands,

but worst of all, you let me fail before I could start.

I hope you won't find this corny, but MsPrettyGirl, this is how I see you... [you know what I'm saying]


A pretty face
finding her place
...in the world

A young bud,
A strong yet delicate flower...
unfolding...
unfurling...
about to blossom

A beautiful bloom
in striking colours

A butterfly glances down and sees
a bloom of architectural form and balance
and flutters down...
a soft embrace

thanks Dell and firefly

Firefly I don't think its corny at all, did you write it?