12.9.16

Walking on air, way way up there…

Just me and my muse

Walking on air, way way up there…

Attempting to exceed capacity, abusing our afterburners, maxed out thrusters are propelling us through star clusters… Brighter than ever — will we lose steam? We optimistically scream never!

Just me and my muse, feet dangling,

happy as kids in high chairs,

walking on air, way way up there…

12.9.16 

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12.1.16

I am…

too blessed to complain.

I have…

many people praying for me; blessings no luck.

I know…

everything happens in the appropriate season.

I choose…

to harbor no hate; The few feelings I express are better spent showing love.

I will…

never take a new day for granted.

Untitled.

Grade School: the sLimE | rabbit hole theory

I = I

individualism dissipated…

Classified by affiliations instead of mental affirmations…

Just another day of being stereotyped.

It could all be so simple…

They are angry because they have no access to my temple, but as I combine this white paper & black pencil, I do not think twice about revealing my true feelings to these oblivious villains.

I don’t know them: no déjà vu, no vice versa…

Coincidentally; our conversations are quite curt on purpose.

Cantankerous cohort of individuals who appear all too similar, historically judgmental…

My only critique is of myself; I care about people because I was raised to be selfless, but I know me, and love me. Yet, to those who do not love themselves, I appear selfish…

So I guess it’s probably best for me to keep all of this locked up.

Omitting the obvious ostracism of a people who are predominantly victims of colorism…

I’m black, just not black enough.

Act 2 Take 1

They say first impressions are everything, but I believe in subtlety.

Reserving my reservations because life is short, so even though we meet by chance I want you to remember me….

Out of my comfort zone, feelings of nervousness, trying to play it cooler than cool because I have been here before, but I feel the butterflies in my system.

Scrolling through my phone, looking for nothing in particular… just something to do until you appear in my peripheral…

Playful bump on my shoulder, attention getter, eyes meet & give way to a warm embrace…

From that point on I made it my purpose to keep you smiling all the while we share this space.
Many moments of getting to know someone whose spirit vibes with mine…

Feeling these sparks grow, climb, and turn to flame,
I could see you down the road taking my last name…
Preemptive, it’s a fleeting thought, but know this: I am convinced that down the road this will be the point of reflection; the point in our past where we decided to move forward in the least-often traveled direction.

Sunset Limited

  

I race to catch the sunset.

As I pedal faster than fast I feel alive!

There is a slight incline ahead so I speed to catch a look.
I just want to stare. 
Give me a glimpse of the burnt orange sunset over the levee.
It is calling my soul!
I stop to write this and grab a forever moment.
I miss you.
But you will return again tomorrow and 
I will be here to welcome you back.

The Dream Channel

I have a dream.

That all the people that I know and love are gonna make it

We strive for success knowing that no one can take it

From us, born on a solid faith and no one can shake it

With noses for sniffing out the gold & no people can break it

I have a dream.

That one day we’ll all look back to reminisce on where we came from

And draw strength from within like a 10- gallon water drum

You cannot run, as the devil is sure to come

He’ll catch you if you’re on the bottom or if you’re number one.

But you can pray.

I have a dream.

I hurt anytime someone I know is feeling down

Because we’re blessed to see each day, that’s reason not to frown.

Don’t be stingy, if you have a gift share it with the world

Think back to days when you were just a young boy or girl

With your dreams of being famous nothing could stop you, no peril

no plight, the biggest fear was the dark, solution was the night light.

The good ole days.

Mama used to remind you to always say your prayers

And we did, whenever told, everything else was a trivial affair

And we went about our days without a care, why shouldn’t we

When the goals at the time were only for some milk and a cookie.

That was the dream.

To see things I could’ve never foreseen

Anything else was just an obstacle that I got between

On my way to bigger things, passion fueled by no gasoline.

Yeah I know you remember, from early January all the way to late December

I put everything I have in and flip the switch on the blender.

I figured why not.

I have a dream.

Of living in a world full of peace and joy on people’s faces

Their happiness is so obvious that we could trace it

No ill will against another, no one wants to showcase it

Let’s just face it, irreplaceable past means that you can’t erase it

Your best chances are to move on and gone face it.

I have a dream.

I have a vision, just sit and listen…

To devour all opposition with my pen and poetic coalition

This is my rendition, successful black man on a mission

To change the face of everything I touch and provide what’s missing-

The truth.

The truth is in existence, unmovable forces won’t ever change its position.

Dream on.

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