In Memory

She
brown skinned
stocky
joy filled
exuded all that you'd expect from a lady
and then some

she
educated and educator
taught me lessons of womanhood
my child mind wasn't ready to absorb
yet
still she tried with me
took her time relaying lessons
of her experience

like
how to be a brown woman
with class
like how to check my smart mouth
how to hope
 and to remember that one day
i too will be old
and wise

like she
not of my blood
yet bound to my soul
and memory
on this day i sit in silence
remembering
let the skies spread the emptiness i still feel with her loss
on this day of her birth

i hope i have made her proud
i hope she watches me
with the same smile that greeted me like the dawn.
i hope she has found her love
& her family

i hold her hope in my heart
mingled with memories that will never fade
she remains
the best part of me
that i give away
because she of what she gave to me

01 09 12

listen closely children
and you shall hear a tale
listen closely children
listen to the wail


outside sits clear blue skies
brisk winter wind
whips against your face
as i sail through the afternoon
numb
cold
i came outside to feel comfortable
my heart was freezing me from the inside
outside the only place i feel comfortable
like myself
awake
alive
but here in this warm house we're going up in smoke
his fire
my ice
steam and smoke
smoke and mirrors of no reflection
metaphorical vampires
sucking each other dry

Leaving on a Jet Plane

My love is forcing me to leave
she said to me today
that nothing lasts forever
i best be on my way
those fields of dreams
are calling
calling out my name
they said to her I'm finished
finished
so go away
a far off land is calling my name
things will never be the same
then again they never are
always changing
shifting
theis change, she said was a gift
for me
but for me
it is agony
the extended absence
makes my heart weep
for her i'd do anything
this city that never sleeps

Saturday

it gets easier
or so I am told
To wake up alone
Not knowing
Love

7

laying in the darkness
it hit me hard
that 7 days is all i have left to live
7
his birthday
august on the 7th day
i
birthed my completion,
representation of perfection
this number 7
cyclical
a never ending end
because in
7 days we will begin again
until this cycles sees it's end
and we begin again
again
maybe in 7 days,
we'll start as friends
no matter how
this cipher ends