Friday, October 10, 2008

Northern Plays

In days gone by I had no thoughts of passing time.

My days were filled with sights of
Snow covered nature,
Round table set with ash trays and half butts.
Children in laughter and in tears,
Front yard, barbeque grills, jump rope, and chalk.
Rocking chair with a throw cover.
These I saw in childhood.

I woke to varied sounds of
Sizzling buttered frying pans,
Sweet humming of gospel like hymns,
Running water,
Birds chirping, cars speeding by, sweeping of the front porch,
Ringing of a bell for breakfast.
These I heard in childhood.

My mouth was filled with tastes of
Thick sweet maple syrup,
Candy cane inserted in a dill pickle,
Savory green bell peppers and just right seasoned pork chops,
Buttermilk and corn mill,
Soggy bread with pineapples and peaches.
I tasted these in childhood.

My childish hands reached out and felt
Wet freezing snow,
Polished cherry wood,
Eggs, flour, and water.
Soggy, dirty and full of naturalization mud pies.
Rough from age connecting with mine to get up.
These I felt in childhood.

I well remember the smells of
Lemon Pin Sol and Old English,
Slowly cooked buttered grits,
Cinnamon baked apple pie,
Boling maple with a hint of nutmeg,
Mixture of morning dew set of with evening dinners.
All these I smelled in childhood.

Time was nothing to me,
Though it held me green and dying.

Sunday, September 28, 2008


The words i say are nothing

The clothes i wear are not what they portray.

Its not the clothes you wera that makes you

But the character in which you bring forth

So judging me my appareance is neglant

It has no meaning, you have become simple minded

So remember to start a conversation before you judge

Other wise your faith, destination, or luck is lost........

Friday, September 26, 2008

The Story


Confused, I understand is what you are but I promise it will be okay.”
“OKAY” she said “NOTHING will be okay, what about my mother?”
“What about her?” he said
“What about her, her thoughts, her attitude, her TRUST, that’s what.” she exclaimed
“We’ve been together four years”
“A whoaping four years” the girl murmered
“Let me finish,” the boy said intensely “I shared an eight lettered three word with you.”
“We are both 20 years old”
“Point….I am waiting on it”
“We lived together for two years and we are in our last year of college.”
“THAT’S NOT the point” she said
The girl begain to feel sharp cramps and cltenched at her stomach
“But I am telling you mines, it is as if you don’t acknowledge my love for you. Aw but I see what you want.”
“What do I want.”
“It ALL”
“What are you talking about sweetheart?” she said with a sun smile
“The Ring”
“The ring?”
“Yes the ring you want me to propose to you.”
“How do you figure,” she said while changing postions
“You’re scared that your mom will say he is going to leave you, your worth nothing now that was his plan the whole time.”
“Never love”
“Indeed my love” he said “I got it now.”
“Baby I love you”
“No you love the company.”
“I’m sorry” the girl said while crying
The boy wiped the streaming tears from her face as if they were the problem itself they were facing.
“Please, my taste buds have changed, feet are swollen, uncontrollable words are falling out. Please forgive me” she said
He pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her whiling kissing her forehead.
“All is well love all is well”
“Is the sky blue?” he asked

Tuesday, March 25, 2008


I have lived this far in a comfort zone of caring for others before myself. i turned pages day by day, but to day i pick up the book again but i have seem to have lost my place in this book called life. how do i manage to read and live this life thus far and have not even reach a mer climax. am i going in bout it all the worng way or in this catorgory am i late bloomer or have i succeed it but with no rush? i have yet to find answer....but will i ever get one?????

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Lets Get Real

Lets Get Real, I admitt I fell into tha lil traps he may persued

I tripped ova lil things but Lets get real.

You could neva top the mind set that i have. u were goin that route but u let ur "last year" n females get to u. Lets get real u tried to play me but i was stornger than u think. You promise ur this complex person but lets get real YA NOT.

Whats funny i was so caught up which i do admit but i refuse to stay in that setting. For u to go back to ex and try still to get w/ new for u in now utterly impossible.

so just to let u kno n not keep it inside and tell u y ive been actin like this. It was tyme 4 me 2 get real wit u......

..........LOL u now phase me

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