In love with Ideas

***NEWS FLASH*** I humbly accept the “Perfect Poet” Award for Thursday Poetry Rally Week 57. It’s been so long since I’ve participated and won this award that I am really excited. Further my nomination for Week 58 goes to… Cherlyn for “You’ve Taken My Voice”
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I’m in love with the idea of being in love.
Did you hear what I said? I’m in love.
With the idea. Of being in love. Yes, that
Is correct. The idea suits me just fine.
I might even be inclined to say I love
Things just the way they are—cuz why not?
Everything seems just fine. I’m in love with
the idea of being in love. Shooting stars
from the greatest clouds up above. Shinning
bright moons and sparkling skies. The
Heavens opened up and here is
Where I welcomed you. I’m in love
With the idea of being in love. Yes, that’s
Correct. I’m in love with the idea of being in love.

I laugh at the thought of how absurd
It may sound but it’s true, indeed for I would
Never make an attempt to deceive. So just
believe to see the truth in me when I say
These words, out loud they sound,
triumphantly I called out in a subtle shout
grasping your attention, as the wind carries
soft whispers of sweet I love you’s…again
I laugh at the thought of how absurd
It may sound but I only speak truth.

Ideas, just words, emotion shown
Through love, love of ideas, love
Falling from the heavens up above.
Love from the father, son and holy
Ghost. Love just emotion turned up
Extra high, balanced by love matched
Also heaven sent…just right
Specially picked. I’m in love with the
Idea, of being in love. I’m in love with
Love and differing ideas on exactly
What love should be. Again, I say
I’m in love…with love.

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Exceptional

I am exceptional.
And definitely NOT
Just because my
Mother, says so—

I am exceptional as
I spread my wings
Flying higher than
Bald eagles.

I am exceptional
As I exponentially
Raise the bar higher
And higher—
Demanding with
Conviction from
Hours and hours
Of time spent
That I am—exceptional.

I am exceptional.
It shows from the glow
That rest upon—post,
Marking the target,
Setting the goal,
Moving forward with
Passion, to conquer
showing no fear.

I am exceptional.
And no, it’s not just
Cuz my momma
Told me so…

I am exceptional.
From the soles of my
Feet, through the wiggle
Of each toe; Exceptional
I am while I declare
And give command—
Thank God Almighty,
“I’m free at last” and
that most certainly
most absolutely, and
astutely means that—

I am EXCEPTIONAL.

Now I see.

I have truly let you go
I see the light, for the
Tunnel is bright, not
Dimly lit, it shines
Smiling on all of the
Great time we spent
The good times we
Shared…the love we
Dared.

I close my eyes and
See your image, my
Minds eye, vivid—all
That is you and I…I mean
All that was you and I
See it flash within my
Eyes—deeply I smile

I let go of the hope
To one day be your
Wife, it does not seem
That would be our
Destiny—in love I let
Go but I’ll always
Love you so—I once
Upon a time wished
You to be the one.

I once upon a time
Wished that I would
Be for you, as you to me,
I held long onto
That dream, I held
Tight for all hopes
That one day it might
Actually be.

Then reality you see
Knocked me down,
Down right to my
Knees, yelling at me
To see, with tears
In my eyes I finally
Understood why.

I need love you see.
To hear it, to feel it
To see it, to touch it
I need assurance
That our love is
True between you
And me…I needed
To hear that you loved
Me…I needed consistency
I needed you to love me.
NO. I needed you to be open
To showing me, and yes! Telling
Me, unconditionally how
Much you loved me.

Patient I was, patient I
Tried, tears weld up,
Falling from my eyes
I held on, I held on, I let go
But still I held on…hoping
Too hard, that this wasn’t our
Reality, hoping too hard
There would still be a
You and me…now knowing,
I let go…now opening my
Eyes to see…I understand.

Before reluctantly, even
Hesitantly, now with
Confidence and peace
Now with love and peace
Now understanding it
Was the past that shared
Me and you. Now I see.

 

**Thursday Poetry Rally: Week 57**

Hiding Inside.

for so long, I allowed
my youth to wreck
my nerves—allowed
your drug use to
self-induce my emotions
into a dark-ness, a dark
abyss of pity and
doubt, clouds of unrest
from un-want, dis-trust and
lack of love–
i built a cave and
tucked my heart
deep deep inside
away from you–
my mother!–NO MORE
pain will you inflict
your drug bull-shit
makes me so sick—
feelings from youth
I’ve always held so
deep inside–allowing
pain and hurt to reign
as pride, while all this
time, I was really, just–
hiding inside…

WILD…

My Mister MY MISSed-her
She felt it in the way he
Kissed her –he wished for
Her longing for her love
Returned—Unknowingly
She always thought of him
Her Mister, the only one she
Wanted to kiss her…Her Mister
Surely missed her and shared
With her the depths of his hearts
Mind, the inside of his soul
It showed, it told his love for
Her was real…his Miss

Never could he ever not
Let her insist, her energies
Captured him even matched
His—his babes, his baby
His lady his woman—the mother
Of his future children
The strength to match his
Bold passion, the sweetness
She offers through her compassion

Her kisses, his hands, his
Lips her lower waste that
Expands, his chocolate—ness
His kiss, the muscles in his
Arms, the scents she’s
Allowed to sniff as her closeness
Clings to his, her everything
He wants to feel, his treasures
Concealed…hers spilled
Their tongues continue to
Collide, while their minds
Drive them wild…

You Hindered Me…

Angrily, infuriated by the
Lies the deceit, all the ways
You misrepresented yourself
With me…but you see
Maybe I too, told little white
Lies, come on don’t act surprised
You never believed in me
As you see, you were much too busy
Selling lies of a lifeless dream
Sewn at the seam by
Nothing more than
Angry frustrations of countless
Times where I believed
Your words were not
Lies, nor deceit, neither
Misrepresentations because
It was you that asked for me
It was you that got together
It was you that was the mastermind
Which is probably why
I never even saw it coming
Blinded and by the waste
Side…trailing off, falling
Short from victories
Because your lies, intertwined
With webs of deceit
Have surely entangled
Me and I am no longer
Free…for Mis-representation
Has HINDERED ME!

***NOTE: This piece was written for Jingle’s Monday Poetry Potluck…this weeks theme is Lies, Deception and Misrepresentation***

My…

hmph, my temple
is my sanctum, at
peace not free, for
this temple, you see
it doesn’t out right
belong to me, it was
entrusted to me
to be treated with
respect and lots of care
so as this temple
is blessed, I try to
keep out all mess,
sometimes I fail, but
my temple, I mean,
this temple, is still
my sanctum, it’s
still our home…

¡pWrite…Just know…

I love rediscovering my inner self through the music that truly speaks volumes to my heart and soul…I meditated on this song by Dr. Marvin Sapp. The words are simple, but have more power than you [any believer] can feel the profound spirit moving in this song…the words of the chorus are as follows: “Just know he has his hands on you…he has his hands on you. he said he’ll see you through…and when you cry he’s holding you…so you can just lift your hands up high…for he will provide…just know he has his hands on you…”

After meditating I had to sing this from my soul a few times so that I could produce the piece I share [below] with you…I really appreciate your readership! Your TIME is valued greatly!

Love, unconditional
Love no human, other
Than a mother truly knows
But this love it is, stems from
The creator with messages
In tow…so believe the
Words here you see

With peace grace and mercy
Task less desired, unwanted
For sure, questioning, for
There’s a lack of understanding
In his plans for you, sad
Instead of happy when you
Are rich in his love…what
Shall you do? I ask, again…
What shall you do?

Just know…

His hands are there on you
Just trust, his love
Will see you through
In your tears, he’s
Up high, lift your hands
See he will provide

Don’t forget…he said don’t fret
Don’t worry my friend, never
more will you bare, more than
too much for you…

Just trust, his love
His hands are there on you
Up high, lift your hands
See he will provide
In your tears, he
Will see you through

Sorrow no more, for there he
is holding you, wiping your
face dry from the pain
you know deep inside

His hands are there on you
Just trust, his love
Will see you through
In your tears, he’s
Up high, lift your hands
See he will provide

Just Know…

God Bless

Ms. Peaches…

 

 

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Now playing: Marvin Sapp – He Has His Hands On You
via FoxyTunes

Beautifully more Better

Priceless, are the things
I feel when I amiably
just let love spill
Just when I thought the
feelings had ceased to
exist I begin to feel
them again on this day
of love…

Friendship, more important
then we ever understand
but friendship makes love
commit, accountable
when wronged Friend-
ship brought love…

Relationships, progress
with time, and love grows
making everything better
because love is love…

—————-
Now playing: Raheem DeVaughn – Mo Better
via FoxyTunes

Sing

I want to sing
louder than the roaring
blue skies
I want to sound
clearer than a
clinging gong
I want to be heard
like the rumbling
ocean
I want my sound
louder than blue skies
clearer than clinging gongs
heard like the rumbling ocean
I want to sing
I want to sing
I want to sing
my deepest joys
I want to sing
my spirits fears free
I want to sing
I want to sing
until the heavens hear my song
I want to sing
until your desire’s spent –so gone…
I want to sing
my heart and soul you see
until no more can you ignore
that I want to sing
Yes! I want to Sing!

As I…

As I aspire, it’s with
much thought that
goals and ambitions
form un-delayed, like
words transcribed on
your Sunday news-
paper page, with sage
not rage, I aim for goals, flying high
so high, they float
beyond the sky
making monuments
of souls intent to
be more than, or better
than, to simply not
be set on being
content, after all, I
mean I am…heaven sent

Gods Peace

it is Gods peace that I seek
this peace, surpasses any
understanding that I need

Peace like the calming
of a rapid and rough
sea, Gods peace you
see, it relaxes me

a spirit calmed is a
spirit that runs deep
even abundantly so
i tell this to you, as
i practice it for me

Seek Gods peace for
the relaxation of your
spirits needs, and I
promise, your soul
will be complete, filled
and at all ease…

Souls Climax (Monday Poetry Potluck)

This week’s theme is Peace, Relaxation and Spirituality – I picked up my pen and started writing and this is what I created –surely a twist I didn’t expect but I enjoy the way it turned out and I hope you all do as well.

Peaceful are the sounds
of his heart beating against mine
Calming is the current
of his energy when I
can’t calm mine

Relaxing are the
emotional waves
that drive me to
swim to emotional
ecstasy, wanting
to ride the roller
coaster, just 1 more
time…

Spiritually climactic is
knowing your soul
is destined to join
with mine

So peacefully, relaxed
I await the day
we finally meet and
feel compete as
peace relaxes,
our spiritually soars…

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Now playing: CeCe Winans – I Surrender All
via FoxyTunes

R.ights U.nder L.aws E.lite

Trane said damn the rules
I say screw the regulators
that make the laws that
man can break your
heart and walk away

Damn the rules that
allow innocents
to be victims
of incidents for which
they have no control

Off with the regulations
that create double standards
making man abstract from
women, damn the rules

Damn the rules that
fail to admit…

Truth is freedom
wReck the rights
from under laws elite
who say damn
the rules…damn the
regulators and off with
the regulations telling
me don’t
damn the rules…

Discretion

Discretion I use discretion I choose
With any or all news
Sometimes what you lose
Is the discretion we choose

Discretion I see discretion I
Over-can-stand discretion that’s
All its gotta be so please
Continue to hear all I am

Discretion took charge discretion
Didn’t barge discretion shook
Large still unable to be hard

Discretion I see discretion I
One day let take the best
Of me discretion I loved
Discretion I hugged discretion
I sought to be free cuz i
Knew it wasn’t just me…