08.26.07

Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc. Lambda Xi –Stomp Fest ‘07

Posted in Greek Life tagged , , , , , , , , at 3:47 am by Ms. Peaches

Big ups to Lambda Xi because straight up, hands down, no questions to be asked we put the other team to shame. Their performance was more about proving something–the “REDz” have nothing to prove–we are undoubtedly the cream of the crop.

I’ve not done a step show, prior to this one since UC Davis Stomp fest ‘05 and that show was off the chain too–I just wish I had a copy of it. I know someone does somewhere I just wish they’d youtube it so I can see the damn thing!

Anyhow this is the first show in a long time where the entire teams is a representative of Lambda Xi in some way/shape/form. The one person who is not an initiate of Lambda Xi is the current primary advisor of the chapter and she Rep’s ENu spr. ‘95–She’s OWT! She and I along with two of my other neos are currently members of Solano Valley Alumnae–which is who made up more than half the team in ‘05 and in ‘06 when our chapter stepped (and WON) our team was combined with one of our closest chapters (OChi)…Anyhow the team for ‘07 was composed of the following

Sericea 6-1 ~ Spr. ‘02

The Tre (me) & the Four-Rock

Tacazzea 2 ~ Spr. ‘04

The Deuce

Faucaria 4 ~ Spr. ‘05

Ace & Four–Rock

Nymania 9 ~ Spr. ‘07

Ace, Seven, Eight, & Nine (Tail)

08.25.07

Intriguing Discernment

Posted in Poetry at 10:29 am by Ms. Peaches

I asked the Lord, God
What I should do
I asked the Lord, Our God
To give me the power of discernment too
because I’m too, intrigued by you
I asked the Lord, Dear God
Please come through and bless
me with a spirit to know
what’s really TRUE
I lifted your name to the heavens above
I fine tuned my innate abilities
to feel my intuitive side, come through and through
I’m hesitant to judge, maybe due to
the calmness I’m intunned to,
all because I’m so intrigued by you
but my mind doestn’ stop thinking
my mind doesn’t stop analyzing
my thoughts don’t stop pounding
my words don’t stop questioning
my heart won’t quit inquiring
and my spirit keeps praying
due to my intrigue for you
The presence of your spirit
draws me into you
the presence of your words
will keep me getting to know you
your apparent love for God
keeps my interest in you
despite my normal actions
I can’t draw back from wanting
to get to know you
Unlike all the others
my attention you hold
like a fortress in mother nature
I’ll flourish once I get
a strong hold on all your words
I want to learn from you
there’s so much knowledge there to unfold
and dare I even attmpt to call it bold
my patinece is there
my blessings I’ll share…
and…
I asked the Lord, God
what I should do
I asked the Lord, Our God
to give me the power of discernment too
All because I’m way too intrigued by you…
written for…
the one who is enlightened by God

“Kill a Nigger”

Posted in Social Settings at 10:20 am by Ms. Peaches

So I’m reading news week…(surprise) and I was about to close it up as I saw an article titled “A gang war twist” what do you think the twist is??? Anyhow, as I continue to read I find out that a gang called “the avenues” murder a Black man just because he was Black and in there “hood” or at least that is what the article says…This man had …wait This BLACK man had parked his car in a parking lot and got shot up my some mexicans who on a random wind decided to “kill a nigger” ain’t that some ish???

So what my real problem is why are minorities killing minorities??? Does it make any sense we have 1 thing in common our whole lives and it’s our number one enemy…and that enemy is not each other. But that’s all you see is Blacks at war with Mexicans and Mexican at war with Blacks the real war should be getting an education and showing the man who’s really running this country…What do you think about it?

Love, the LACK of…

Posted in Poetry at 10:20 am by Ms. Peaches

IT’S HARD YOU SEE

WHEN YOU DO THE THINGS

YOU DO TO ME

ALL OF THE WORRY AND

DOUBT, ALL FOR NOTHING

BUT AN INDECISIVE

GESTURE, A REMARK

THAT LETS ME KNOW

YOU’RE NOT FOR SURE

OR EVEN PURE

UNCONDITIONAL, YOU

SAY YOU LOVE ME

BUT DO YOU REALLY?

OR REALLY HAS IT BECOME

SOMETHING YOU’VE JUST

KNOWN AND LEARNED

TO DO? IT DOESN’T’ APPEASE

ME WHEN YOU WITHOLD

THE TRUTH, LIES, A NEED TO GIVE

ME EVERYTHING

YET I RECEIVE NOTHING

BUT YOUR SORRY EXCUSES

TO WHY IT CAN’T BE BETTER

OR EVEN A LITTLE MORE

A LITTLE MORE BUT

NOT FROM YOU

TAKE AND DON’T GIVE

BUT THIS TIME

IT STOPS, RIGHT

HERE WITH ME

A LOVE LOST

A LOVE FREED

A LOVE I LET

GO THAT WILL

NEVER FIND ITS

WAY BACK TO ME

THE ONE WHO

LOVES SO UNCONDITIONALY

Life, Love, Happiness

Posted in Poetry at 10:19 am by Ms. Peaches

The current atmosphere

Is so unclear, fogged

With memories of

Unique and unforgettable

Happiness, terms of

Endearment, I miss you,

I really like you

That turns into I love

You, words become

Un-cherished and lost

Never said again and

Unforgotten

The scene remains unchanged

As your words stand strong

And your actions crumble

All I ever wanted was

True happiness a life

Time of love that would

Never die, but instead

I got you…you loved

You lost love, you left me for another

That claimed your love

You turned around to

Back track and I hesitantly

Accepted you back with

Open arms

But instead of

Remaining faithful

And true you once

Again turned your

Back on what was

Once again becoming

Of me and you

This time like the

Last it didn’t work

Out, your heart is

Mine and that’s

Where it will stay

I am your one

True love, even though

You’ve failed to realize

The prize I’d given

You of standing by

Your side. I’ll be

The only one to give

You the unconditional

Love you feel from

Me to you. But

Unfortunately you’re

Too blinded and

Used to playing the fool that you’re missing

Out on a precious jewel

Worldly

Posted in Poetry at 10:19 am by Ms. Peaches

Tears fall as I think of why

We let so many toxins enter

Our heavenly temples

Toxins of the world that seem to bring

Us a devilish joy…but what is evil can only be good,

Or is it that what is evil is bad

You see there has been so many theories

So many making judgments of their own

That no one can clearly see all of the joys that the

Devil seems to bring you and me

But really you see that all the things you feel

As joys aren’t real…from what is evil you see

Brings nothing that is good for you or me

But the world is filled with so many pleasures

How could a pleasure be so wrong

When we tilt the bottle back

And take it to the dome?

You see how could such pleasures you see

That seems to be greener and more pure

Than the whites of the rocks that seem to

Powdery cloud our judgments with thoughts

Of heavenly, yeah exactly because there’s no

Other way to describe me…heavenly joys of

A high that has to be Godly…but you see it’s all

The joys that the devil brings you and me

Why is it that blame shoots from one to the next

When all it is that we want to feel is the joys

That the devil brings so near

Oh the flesh and the taste of the touch that our

Minds and bodies lust but again you see

It’s all that we decide to let the devil insert in you

And me and then the tears again begin to fall

When we realize that pain we’ve caused

But oh the joys seem so much greater

Than any pain caused…the attitude is

We’ll get over it and be triumphant against

The human kind, but as desires remain

Strong and the cloudiness of all the lust and

Worldliness sink in we get stuck in a trap

Set by all the joys the devil brings us near

So you see you gotta be clear when accepting

That first hit of what the devil bring near

Because I assure you his actions will never

Be clear

 

 

© October 5, 2005

Devine Interventions 7:11

Musically Inclined

Posted in Poetry at 10:18 am by Ms. Peaches

As I let the music run through my veins

I feel no pain

And I wonder what was being felt

When this piece of work was created

For all of those who listen

As the words come out

Where is my shadow?

What is if of me that connects me to you?

Where are you

Do you feel what I feel?

As my eyes remain closed and I feel

All the vibrations from the music through my fingers and my toes

I remain in a closed

Yet opened state of mind

Considering all the

Possibilities

That have begun to unfold for me

Whether it is me a lone

Or me with who ever you are

I see so much spiritually free

Blessed not ever cursed

Remarkably gifted by

God’s graces and remaining captive

To the unknowingness of my mind

As the words that vibrated through my ears scream at me

That they feel shadowless

I wonder if I could ever feel so not of my self

When the reality of the situation is that I may at times feel as though I am not my own

But my shadow remains and I grab hold of it and all its

Natural right and claim it! Daring it to leave me and feel free…never could I be

Shadowless, you see?

 

 

© October 5, 2005

Devine Interventions 7:11

Mental Strain

Posted in Poetry at 10:17 am by Ms. Peaches

My mind attacks with every thought

Right matches left, my heart comes next two you

My left nine times from the next

I can’t help but to battle out what

Three kings left, me, zero times before

I think I’m so sure, but it’s al just words

Feelings generated by what we see

Things we desire magnified twenty-five times to come

But all my brain can think is right matches left

Shake it off

Think past it, let it sub-side, don’t remove your pride

Get it two gether, get your mind back on track

Don’t falter on things that could be,

Be sure, know what’s to come

Open the gates of communication

And remain on track together, but so far apart

My mind to hard, strained with desires matched with the unknown

So much more to learn, but as time depends

He’s slower to see the connection

My mind matches right to left!

© July 14th, 2005

Devine Interventions 7:11

Hooking up, the NOT knowing

Posted in Poetry tagged , , , , at 10:17 am by Ms. Peaches

Why when we meet a guy do we potentially think, MARRIAGE?

Why when we meet a guy do we hope and pray that he wants what WE WANT?

Why when we meet a guy do we think that he will be different from the NEXT?

Why do we live in such IMAGINARY WORLDS?

Realms, of unknown, treasures untold, that some-times NEVER UNFOLD?

Why does a phone call mean so much?

Why does him thinking enough to send an email with a simple hello, and a kind gesture, make us Getty with nothing but pleasure?

So happy thinking, ho he really likes me…

Why does a phone call mean so much more when it doesn’t occur?

How does the not knowing his thoughts, his feelings,

Whether he wants what we want, put so much doubt and fear in our minds?

The uncertainty of Why does not knowing fight so hardly against our hopes and dreams of having a man for no one else, a man that’s just for me?

Why is hooking up, ultimately the NOT KNOWING?

© July 14th, 2005

Devine Interventions 7:11

Our First Date

Posted in Poetry tagged , , , at 10:17 am by Ms. Peaches

So many thoughts, so many joys

So many stories untold, so much destined to unfold,

What’s second nature to me, is so foreign to thee

Yet admittedly twice you have had to succeed,

My impulse is to hold hands but the body language

Does allow my advance

So I smile within and move on right behind you,

Our first experience, not quite satisfied but never the less

Excited to be sitting, side by side, excited to be sitting so near to you

As expressed with gratitude, appreciation is returned

How uncommon to me, to share such intimacy

By not being under…the sheets of this paper

Hold so little of what is felt, and

So much of what is thought

How do I give t you back what you’ve already given me

You see your friendship with me if that’s all we’re destined to be

Will still ultimately make me expressively happy

© July 14th, 2005

Devine Interventions 7:11

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