Soul Food

Soul Food

The emptiness inside is giving birth to the brilliance in my mind. 

Igniting the fire in my soul.

Allowing the very essence of my being to manifest.

It's not until I have nothing left that I can tap into the true depth of my existence.  

In the most dismal circumstances is when the breath of reality gives me new beginnings. 

Stanzas, verses, and lines

Meters, beats, and rhymes.

Poetry gives me life.

Like compressions to a heart out of sync.

The life produced from my internal void gives me air to breathe again.

Seeing the fullness of life outside of myself.

The focus turns from self-pity to life-giving as I nurture and raise my offspring to its full potential.

Stanzas, verses, and lines

Meters, beats, and rhymes.

Poetry gives me love.

Unconditional love that springs from my soul. By writing from these empty places, I once again feel whole.

Stanzas, verses, and lines

Meters, beats, and rhymes.

Poetry fills my soul.

Rising above the cesspool of society

Focusing on a higher diety, the one that lives in me. That craves to be set free...

Stanzas, verses, and lines

Meters, beats, and rhymes.

Poetry sets me free

Time to Heal

You chased and pursued despite being ignored.
Everything I did you wanted to be on-board.
Your persistence was commendable 
Down right adorable...
But upon gaining my trust your actions became deplorable
Your motives were either impure or had been rearranged.
No matter the reason the fact still remained
Things had changed

The irony of it all is this...

Your caring spirit keeps you from taking care of my heart 
So from your possession it may forever depart.
Placed deep inside with no doors or windows to be accessed.

You've tried to regain entry and I have seriously considered letting you in
Forgiveness is where I began.  

Then all of a sudden and out of the blue
The culprit from the past opens a fresh wound.
Digging deeper than ever rocking me to the core.
Still can't believe they had the nerve to darken the door.
What makes it worse you took the time to converse, gave access to our facilities 
And walked them to what should have been their hearse

This time you've taken it too far.
Be the bigger person you say?
That can only happen if one of us goes away.

Despite it all I still had hope but as I reflect on it all I was definitely on that dope.

Intoxicated by the illusion of happily ever after
Shot up with the smack of for better or worse
Floating on the cannabis cloud of it will get better
Tweaking on the fantasy of keeping the family together.

All the mind altering societal word drugs making me numb to my desires 
watching my dreams destroyed and consumed by the fire...

Of your lies, betrayal, and deceit
You're inability to stand your ground 
So it's time to take several seats.

Like the Phoenix from the ashes I will rise again 
Because everything  is not always as it seems in the beginning at the end.

© April 2017

Slumber

The light cascades through the window reflecting softly on your face. I watch your chest rise and fall as  life-giving fluid circulates throughout your tiny body.

Praying for a future so much better than my own. One of love, light, laughter and success.  One that allows you to experience everything good you desire.

Using obstacles as stepping stones rather than stumbling blocks.  That your heart store no hurt or malice. Striving for success while walking in your blessings.
Wisdom, Knowledge, Intuition and a Pure and Loving Heart is my wish for you.

Sleep my love...

Shapeshifter

The smile on my face hides the pain in my heart.

The confidence in my words masks the doubt in my soul.

I'm trapped in an existence created by the ones that I love.

Hanging on by a thread connected only to the Creator above.

Daily I do what's expected of me but much of this is not where I want to be. 

Most believe I have the strength of a 1000 men when in reality their are places in my heart that may never mend. 

This polymorphic existence compares only to David Banner with the Hulk festering inside.

Eventually the pain within will seep to the outside.

Revealing the weak, pathetic existence within.

But then and only then can I begin again.

Guilty Chromosomes

Guilty Chromosomes

Deoxyribonucleic acid is the culprit.
Therefore I plead the fifth.
The blood that pulses through my veins
I can’t do a thing with.

I love with the heart of a lion
Until you lead me into a snare.
I trust you with my all
Unless you show me you do not care.

Through your actions and your deeds
The double-stranded helix will then take the lead
Warding off all hurt and sorrow
Strangling your chances of crushing me tomorrow

Or any other time for that matter…

Never again will you access my cardiac rhythm
Surrendering it to you causes me to tremble
The chromosomes that resides in my cells
Will no longer allow you to put me through hell.

Therefore I plead the fifth when asked to testify
Because I cannot speak honestly without implicating myself
My chromosomes are guilty but my heart is safe.
Back in my possession a guarded place.

Trail Mix of Life

Trail Mix of Life

The trail is mixed with the sweetness of success and the saltiness of failure.
Each of these tiny morsels we must savour no matter the flavor.

Reaping the benefits of each of its pieces. Experience is the fiber of life. Whether salty or sweet, there is a purpose for each.

The trail of life is mixed with disappointments and triumphs. Digest each morsel...
Allow it to nourish your destiny.
No matter how bitter or sweetie this trail mix of life makes me who I am meant to be.

Composition to a Confidant, Lover, and Friend

I guess I am going to have to give you up

One of my greatest loves

The thing that has soothed my soul and calmed my fears

For so many years and in so many situations

The melodies that have rocked me to sleep on the worst of days

Made me dance on the greatest of occasions

When nothing else could soothe my spirit you’ve always been there

Not judging the situation but providing peace of mind in the midst of turmoil

It’s crazy how you use to clear my head of the things I could not control

Now every word I hear within your lines reminds me

Of a situation that has me totally perplexed.

Even the tunes without words make drift in mind to …

Music, my first lover, have you forsaken me?

Why do your compositions reminding  me

Of a time when I felt free, confident and loved

Only to be jolted back to the reality that this was not mine to keep?

Music, my muse, your inspiration keeps taking back to that which I should forget.

Shouldn’t I?

What are you trying to tell me my lifelong friend?

Am I not getting the message?

 I will continue to listen because you have not failed me yet.

I just have one request

Please speak to our mutual friend as well

Encourage them to share themselves.

Whether it is through you or directly

Answers and clarification is the path to a clear mind.

Music, my friend I need you today!