Poetry's in Motion

Life happens one step at a time....keep moving...

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Titties!!!!!

I went back for my 2nd mammogram. Got my results today. My titties are healthy. I'm so happy. That mammogram shit hurt like a motherfucker. Felt like my nipples were going to pop off and roll around on the floor. I wanted to snatch that becky and tell her my shit don't go flat like that. She fucking up my shape. After 3 babies I don't need no help!

Thank you Lord for my blessings.

Poetry LURVE the titties!

My Blessings

I could see the pain in her face. Single mom trying to hold it down all alone. I've been there and I've done that. I went to the ATM and got the money. Not because I'm ballin' out of control, but because I had it and she needed it. I have been blessed. She cried and thanked me. I played it down because I ain't no hero, I did it as much for her as I did for me. So the pressure is off of her if only for a couple of weeks, but I know what a difference a couple of weeks can make. Thank you Lord for all of my blessings.

BREAK TIME!

LAWD! I am ready for graduation. I'm just tired of books and papers and deadlines...oh my! Working on my final projects (only in my head) and getting ready for a 3o day break.

Unfuckwitable...

Ninja be really chasing ALL that glitters and gold. Oh you like Denzel now...king kong ain't got nuthin' on you! Coming at me is like pissin' into the wind. You need to sit down some where. LOL! Poetry is unfuckwitable! I hope when you FINALLY catch all that glitter and gold you don't turn into THAT bitchass ninja.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

working through

I'm working through one day at a time. Today has started as a good day. I'll take that.

Friday, April 11, 2008

You gotta know!

I need you to know I want you to know and you have to know...


ANYTHING YOU CAN DO I CAN DO BETTER, I CAN DO ANYTHING BETTER THAN YOU.

Your game ain't strong like mine, your game don't run like mine. Your game don't shine like mine.

Lights out on yo dumb ass!

Dealing..

I'm dealing with this shit on a daily basis. Trying to figure out where I go from here and when I go from here and if I go from here. Big Sis says to pray. I'm speaking with the most high on the daily. Running through this storm trying to avoid the hell (not hail). Ducking around my emotions that swing like a dead man on a noose. I am not angry right this moment, but I am hurt and confused and maybe just a little bit deserving of all this.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

ME

So you want to go there, well we are there. Couldn't keep your game strong, so now it's here, right here.

I'm a hypocrite I suppose, but that door ain't going to close. While you looking like WTF? I keep looking out for self. So if you trying to run that game Black Chris, your game gotta be better than mine boo boo.

I am from the projects you don't know me, I guess I didn't know you. But now that I see, my eyes are on my prize. Imma do me.

Monday, April 07, 2008

Colorful Dream-(Repost)

The floor is polished hardwood dark and rich

A huge bay window throws light on all the beauty within the room

He is completely bare, naked beneath her

She is straddling him
her arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders

His hands pulling her body tightly to his

She is on the verge of weeping

He is inside of her

He is kissing her face

No words are spoken

Their hearts have said everything that is to be said

She can feel his heart beating her breasts to his chest

His lips to her need

Well Damn!

Why ain't no body tell me I'm walking around here with my pants unzipped! WTF? I ain't even got on my cute panties, damn period panties! I'm putting roots on all of these folks. That just ain't right! Damn!

Weekend Update

I have a tendency to drink and write. Which is fine as long as I send it out to the world. I like to get tilted but not twisted. Had myself a little ME party this weekend. Finished a little homework and decided to celebrate. Let Jose' have that ass and I was happy.

Hit the club with Thelma (hey girl lurve you!) got to dance and relax.

Graduation is just around the corner. I know I haven't given 100% so I don't feel like I have accomplished all I could have. Bad midget!

My mind has been filled with wandering and wondering.

Thought about Timmay! and all he's going through. I don't want to imagine his pain. I just want to give him big ol' hug; love is a bitch.

Replayed moments over and over in my head.

Wandering and wondering...

Timmy...

I heard that things fell apart. That your heart is breaking...aching.

It's hard to let go. I've been there.

I imagine you sitting alone in that house, wondering where it all went wrong.

I'm sorry for your tears, there is something about a man's pain and the expression of it through tears.

She's gone, the kids gone, the family gone. Life as you knew it gone.

I felt your loneliness that night, your eyes so sad hidden behind a haze of liquor and fake bravado.

Felt it in your hands, knew my loneliness matched your own.

You seem like good people, like we could be friends.

I'm praying for sunshine to return to your world. I hope that you find your smile sooner rather than later.

and to me you will always be timmaytimmaytimmaytimmay AH timmay!!!!!

May you have peace and blessings Tim, and of course light.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

How in the fuck?

How in the fuck do you lose your job over some bullshit? Parking....no really parking...for reals....parking?

Back in the day you would have beat my ass over some dumb shit like that.

That's like getting fired on your day off...it don't make a damn bit of sense.

Why can't you get yourself together, you're damn near sixty years old?

Looks like I'll be paying my mortgage and someone else's rent next month.

I just got one question for you mama? How.in.the fuck?

yesterday

I sat across from a little boy last night that looked like a mini you. The hair, the glasses, the face. I just smiled at him. I thought about you for hours last night. Running through fading memories, trying to keep them intact.

I still love you, the anger has faded. I miss you. I miss the times we just laid back and talked crazy shit to each other. Or how you would chill after your shift and hang out, breakfast at dawn. I miss you and me getting our salsa on in the da club. Dudes hatin' on us cause you didn't give a shit you wasn't a brotha. I miss the way you loved the hell out of your family and how you were real honest about their prejudices. I miss how you expressed yourself, sometimes tears sometimes laughter.
I.miss.you.

Nando I hope you are doing well, living out your dreams in Dirty Jersey. I hope your heart has found it's light and I hope she makes you happy. Remember it's hard work to love someone.

My heart is with you no matter how many year pass. Do you babe.

I'll see you in my dreams.

Gangsta Granny

One of my co-worker said she wanted to be the cookie baking type of grandma.

It got me to thinking, I'm going to be the grandma who hands out money and lets the kids eat cake (store bought) and candy. When my grandkids OTHER grandma offers them homemade cookies and cakes, my grandkids are going to be like "Well grandma Poetry gave us 100 dollars each to go to the mall, we're going to buy cookies there." The other grandma is going to be all salty and shit. I'm going to start throwing up my grandma gang signs at her. Let her know I ain't no punk. Then I'm going to walk it out on her old ass.

That's the kind of grandma I'm going to be.

GANGSTA!

I said it...

In a response to something Don said I said I was cancer serious...poor choice of words...very poor.

In me news

They called for a repeat mammogram. I had gotten notification in the mail and tried not to breakdown in front of my kids. It's a terrifying thought, my body may be turning on itself.

It's the right breast, just the right one. I feel sick and scared and just a little bit angry. I won't be seen until the 15 of April. Tax day. The day so many people fear is a now a day of terror for me too. Perhaps it's nothing or perhaps it's the beginning of the fight for my life. Right now I just feel like I'm running scared.

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Think

There are times when I think I over think things. My mind is never at rest. It can be exhausting. I find there are others who don't think enough. Words have power, the power to change and the power to mobilize emotions. How do you give words and not think of the power they posses? How could you not think of that? Probably by not thinking at all.

2 days late and now here you are!

When it showed up this I was like "Where the fuck you been? I been waiting on your ass for 2 days, got me pacing the floor thinking the worst. Yo ass just shows up like you ain't late and at 5 o'clock in the morning. What the fuck is that about? Why you gotta be a late motherfucker, why can't you show up on time?" Welcome back and don't do this shit to me again. Fucker!
 
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