Saturday, September 27, 2014

#RandomThought

One of these days I'm going to work up the nerve to say no sometimes,
at my work,
instead of trying to say no in codex...

Random Thought (of my little friend)

I'm happy to see my little friend is doing okay...
She had a rough summer...

Short Poem

Beautiful
Sunny
Sun Shining
Yellow
Looking forward to morning...

Poem

Looking forward to morning
I don't sleep much at night
I get my best rest in the morning
I love the weekends
Looking forward to morning...

Poem

I like to lay up in bed for a little while more
and daydream, daydream,
and feel the sun upon my face
and body...

#RandomThoughts (Musical Note)

"Let me show you a way to celebrate your life..."~Idris Elba #NW...
Hope to find a special friend to celebrate this life with...
Instead of celebrating #life by myself all the time...

Random Thought

I don't really look for relationship,
especially if we're friend,
because we'er already in one,
#Friendship...

Random Thought (about Aunt Rose Lee)

She was so cool,
Loving and understanding,
Prayerful woman,
I hope to be that someday...

Random Thought

#MeTime Chillin' with some music...
#Daydreaming about #Life...


Saturday, September 20, 2014

#Haiku (short list poem)

Bonne nuit
Good night
Good Bye

Haiku

The leaves danced
across the ground like children
doing cart-wheels

Haiku Love

Peace and Love
Paix et d'amour
I love peace

Haiku (short list poem)

Bonsoir
Good evening
Hello

Poem (for My Aunt Rosa Lee)

White balloons going in
The air, everyone dressed in
White, Black and Summer Colours
We all shout "I love you Mother"
"We love you Mother"...

Haiku

The summer rain stop
The Leaves are falling down
It is fall again

Haiku Love

I like him
He sooth my soul
Musical love

Haiku (short list)

Bonjour
Good morning
Hello

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Coldest Kiss

"You never die from no broken heart, no matter how hard you cry, you never die from no broken, don't try, you pick up, let out, move it up, get it out, these days will pass you by..." ~ The Floacist ***

I thought he was my friend...
But I started noticing this stalker behavior...
But I ignored it, I wished I hadn't ignored it...

I thought he was my friend...
But it seemed like he didn't like women, like he didn't love women...
But again I ignored it, I wished I hadn't ignored it...

But really I think I was too naive to ignore it...hatred and stalking for I never notice it in this way...

"You never die from no broken heart, no matter how hard you cry, you never die from no broken, don't try, you pick up, let out, move it up, get it out, these days will pass you by..." ~ The Floacist ***

I thought he was my friend...
Till this day I don't know why he wanted to hurt me in this way...
Why he wouldn't leave my car...
Why he wouldn't leave me alone...

I thought he was my friend...
I should have listen to my spirit telling me to leave him at that gas station...
.... .... ....
Just leave him there...but I had to care...and wait for him there, cause...
I thought he was my friend...

"You never die from no broken heart, no matter how hard you cry, you never die from no broken, don't try, you pick up, let out, move it up, get it out, these days will pass you by..." ~ The Floacist ***

He talking at me so crazy...
couldn't understand it, it me or her (sister)

I made the mistake of embracing him, never felt something so cold...it was like he wasn't even there..like no soul, no spirit, it bother me...

I made the mistake to kiss him, never felt kiss so cold...it was like he wasn't even there...like no soul, no spirit, no life there in him, and that worried/bother me...

Keep feeling for life, for a spirit, a soul, just coldness, before he pulls my clothes off to kill the the old me, the me that die... I don't think I'll ever be what I was before, naive and ignorant to the signs of this kind of hate...

"You never die from no broken heart, no matter how hard you cry, you never die from no broken, don't try, you pick up, let out, move it up, get it out, these days will pass you by..." ~ The Floacist ***

It took me a while to get to were I'm at today but I'm still healing, still growing, still living, for there was a time that I thought about dying, but God said get up live another day and another...Get Up and Live...

So I try to live my life to the fullest, Love more deeply, and try to experience as much as I can in this life... 
 






Tuesday, July 22, 2014

#ConfessionAfterDark Coffee and Coco, Honey is sweet...

My #ConfessionAfterDark is I like to put #Coco in my coffee and #Coffee in my coco...

My #ConfessionAfterDark is I like to put #Honey in my Coffee to make it sweeter...

#Milk ~ Sometimes
#Cream
Honey
Coco
in my
Coffee...

My Confession After Dark...

Sunday, July 06, 2014

My #SecretConfessions of Love

My #SecretConfession is I don't alway label my relationship with the ones I love, for I see my love is like God's love...free, unconditional, happy, and knows no labels...

My #SecretConfession is I don't alway define my relationship with the ones I love, for I love is like God's love...free and pure, unconditional, joy and happiness, and love has no definition at less I haven't found a good one yet...
 
...some these definitions make no sense to me, but sometimes love makes no sense...

...Love just is what it is, never changing, always stay the same, unconditional, free spirited, through the ups and downs, good and bad, love just is what it is and always will be...

And these are my #SecretConfessions of love to you...

Thursday, July 03, 2014

My Mama Jamie

"Children! Children! Yes Mama! Where have you been too? Grand Mama! How is she keeping? Safe and Sound! What you do? Turn in it all around" ~ The Floacist #ThoughtSong***

Everytime I hear that song I think of how I use to go see my Mama Jamie, and when I came back from seeing her my Mom would ask where have I been and how is she doing and I would tell her she's doing fine and tell her all about my Mama Jamie... Oh how I miss her soul, Oh how I miss her so much...


"Children! Children! Yes Mama! Where have you been too? Grand Mama! How is she keeping? Safe and Sound! What you do? Turn in it all around" ~ The Floacist #ThoughtSong***

My Mama Jamie had these saying that she would say ever so often when we would come by to see her.  I think it was her way of saying I love you.  One of my favorite sayings was: "If you look back than you back".  Now every time see a person or spend time with a person or a place that I like or love, I look back so that eventually I come back to that person or place that I love/like... 

"Children! Children! Yes Mama! Where have you been too? Grand Mama! How is she keeping? Safe and Sound! What you do? Turn in it all around" ~ The Floacist #ThoughtSong*** 

My Mama Jamie had these saying that she would say ever so often when we would come by to see her. I think it was her way of saying I love you.  Another one of my favorite saying was: "If at first you don't succeed suck a seed and you'll succeed".  Every now and then I'll think of this when I'm trying to accomplish something in my life, I laugh, and I think of her and I go out try it again and accomplish it...

"Children! Children! Yes Mama! Where have you been too? Grand Mama! How is she keeping? Safe and Sound! What you do? Turn in it all around" ~ The Floacist #ThoughtSong***

Everytime I hear that song I think of how I use to go see my Mama Jamie, listen to funny, loving saying, and dance and laugh, and just enjoy spending time with my Mama Jamie... Oh how I miss her soul, Oh how I miss her so much...


Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Taxi Cab

"Taxi... take me... to his home... I want to give him all of me... cause I'm alone..." ~ Tweet #ThoughtSong ***
 I've been here before, were the cab driver is trying to holla at me and all I want be/ all I can think about is being with my man/my friend...

"Taxi... take me... to his home... I want to give him all of me... cause I'm alone..." ~ Tweet #ThoughtSong ***  
The first cab driver I ever seem to date.  Was a Somalian or Sudanese not sure but his skin was like a gorgeous deep brown, he had curly black hair, cut short, gorgeous big brown eye.  He was a beautiful work of art.  I just wish knew how gorgeous and handsome he was, maybe he would see that he's worth it, like I'm worth it, and maybe he would've invested more time in his love making...but the more I got to know of him, the more I began to see the beautiful mess he was...

"Taxi... take me... to his home... I want to give him all of me... cause I'm alone..." ~ Tweet #ThoughtSong ***  
I was happy that day when he let me out of his cab one last time.  I felt so free... I almost wanted to run, but I calmly walked up the street to my house and shut the door...I don't even think I looked back...cause I didn't want to come back...

"Taxi... take me... to his home... I want to give him all of me... cause I'm alone..." ~ Tweet #ThoughtSong ***

"Take me there..." ~ Tweet #ThoughtSong ***

"Taxi... take me... to his home... I want to give him all of me... cause I'm alone..." ~ Tweet #ThoughtSong *** 
 The next cab driver that I gave into, spending some of my time with was Omar.  Omar was sweet/kind hearted young man.  He was Muslim, I am Christian.  He was Religious, I am Spiritual.  He was nice, I'm calm.  He was sweet, I'm sweeter... He’s Somalian, I’m American, It would come up a lot, sometimes…

"Taxi... take me... to his home... I want to give him all of me... cause I'm alone..." ~ Tweet #ThoughtSong *** 
 I regret having to let Omar go, but he was just too Religious for me… and could not be that Muslim woman, oh well, life goes on…

"Taxi... take me... to his home... I want to give him all of me... cause I'm alone..."

"Take me there..."

“Please get me there safe!…” ß Yes… Please get me there safely… I just want to hold him in my arms tonight…