Minds Blown

The story unfolds
With the stalling of my car
On a rainy evening on the other
Side of town
I wait

And then
Motion another block or two
Battery power depleted
Same side of town
I wait

Six days later
Chilling at the park
It's a baseball game
Waiting
By the tennis courts

Tall, dark and handsome
Set of locs
Black on black
I'm impressed
Spirits touched

Two days later
That car of mine's
Stalls again
Drained of all energy this time
I wait

In the shop
Three days at best
Alternator
Alternatives
Alternate transportation
And walks in the rain

A planned get together
To reconnect
Conversation went like this
And now we know
Destiny's effect

This was the design
That we would intertwine
From the spiritual
To the physical
And back to the spiritual
Now we work on mentals

Gravity

Trust like I held you
In the confines of my womb
And you grew from me
Inside my loins
Yet we are definitely
The beings of different body's

Trust like I sit in the chair
Of wondered design
And it holds the weight
Of me like I hold my breath
While I wait for thee

Trust like when he picked
Me up and my feet left the ground
It was more than an embrace
His arms wrapped around me
And I smiled with sheer delight

Music

The hum
Mesmerizing
Soothing calm that touches
And rocks one to sleep
My head on his chest
Rhythm of the heart beat
And the breath he breathes

Weeping

I am held when it seems
I'm at my lonliest
An alone zone
And yet I'm in the company
Of an army
Reminded that the spirit
Of the earth is my covering
And there is no hiding from
The eye and eye
I am seen before
And after long after
The current runs it's course
To the future
Yesterday will be a story
A legacy, a memory
An alone zone
Sometimes the strength of
Resolve is planted by a river.

If You Only Knew

I am a success story in progress
And there are people who want
To leave their fingerprints on my pages
And others who want
To rip the good pages right out
And the leave
The testimonies hanging by a thread
But there's a glue in me
That they can't see unless they're
The just Historian
That wrote before writing was made
Popular on walls of earthen clay in caves
Before we knew what color was
Before there were mirrors that
Showed a difference
I'm a success story in progress

Going in Circles

There is a saint fallen from grace
That I know
The creator tried
To make it not so
The age matters not
From six to one hundred and six
And I feel sad
Because believers want
To believe with all their heart
That this can't be so
The spirit has infiltrated
The imps of child size with
Childlike qualities
Apparent innocence
Is under attack
Reasoning
With giants
When you feel like a midget
How do you win
How do you get ahead
Abandon the idea
Get away
For days too many to count

My Reality Check

So many words to be taken lightly
And some never to be left alone
The opposite is sometimes the truth
But today what I tell you
Is real, vital and occurring this
Moment in life
To him, to her
Somebody closer than close
This is not a poem
Words spoken
Left on paper
Cryptic
Thoughts
Cyber-sized
Not an attempt to stifle
Shush or kill creativity
But a real message
He needs to be rescued
She needs a savior
Of the right now
Kind
Who resides deep inside
The realm of skin
Once removed
From this heaven
But a breath away
A prayer said
Everyone believes in someone
Some power
A thing bigger than self
And today they're
Asking for unity
Of the heartfelt kind
Sometimes the truth is larger
Than the life
This is not a poem.

Solace In A Breath

It just doesn't seem fair
When life and living hurt
So much that you wish death
Would hurry up and come
But then the imposition of demise
The audacity of the end
Means no more presence
Of the loved one and yet
Simultaneously no more pain
And suffering
Dare we be so selfish as to quietly
Beg that they hold on one more minute
One more day
Say see you again soon
Kiss, touch, hug and let go of them
Don't make them fight
With their last good breath
The final feeling
The emotion tide should be joy and peace
Of an existence well lived
Memories shared and danced.

Self Defined

I am not my name
Not because it lacks
The definition found in a
Book of baby names
But by this life that
I have lived
From the years of my youth
To yesterday
I am self defined
In between the obvious titles
And black and white lines
I am sunshine
Twinkles in eyes.
I am
Support that holds
Them all together.
I am life
Like air that inflates a balloon
Like kisses that make pains go away
Like oxygen needed for every cell's growth
I am woman, mother to my precious three
Mother to many others
Leader of a nation yet to come
Self defined
But definitions are endless, infinite
I am not my name
And still I am she
Queen of my identity
More than a number
A bit out of this realm's reach
And still some search for me.

Eyes On Him

I want to lay with him
But it's too risky
Unlike in my dreams
We're good
Outside in the grass
We romp around
In just our boots