Thursday, November 18, 2010

Your gratitude

You should be thanking me
For gracing your stage
For putting on display this bodacious
For lighting up your fire
Sharing on my ride
Can’t no other bring it like I do
I am the wind that carries your dreams
I’ve brought grown men to their knees
With smile or a wink
Be thankful I’m sparing you
The full extend of my beauty
Keri talking about being hated for her beauty?
I was meaning of the word before it was defined
I give breath to singers
I’m the muse to artists
Yes you should be thanking me
For basking in my presence
And so as I stand bringing shine to your world
I accept your gratitude

You are appreciated

So you know I appreciate you…
I wake you with a warm mouth, yeah I claim what is mine
Wake up at dawn to make sure you get a hot breakfast
Make you a hot plate and sometimes serve it in bed
Or join you in the shower to help wash your back

So you know that value you
I leave little notes in your coat and briefcase
Tell you I appreciate the way you hold it down at home
Call you to sweet talk or dirty talk you
Lock us up in your office for naked lunch picnic

So you know that I’m thankful for you
I set out your dinner before you come home
Give you a should rub three times a week
Don’t nag about my day and not give your beef
Greet at the door in stilettos and smile on my face

So I’ve shown and I’ve done and I’ve had it up to here
With your whining and complaining that you don’t get my respect
I’m not asking for the world, but a back rub would be nice
Or a call to tell me baby, I will cook for you tonight
I work as many hours and bring in the bulk of the pay
But just so you don’t stray, and don’t feel underappreciated
And start getting emotionally disconnected because
I don’t pat you on your back for the things you’re SUPPOSED to do

I’ll continue to show you that I’m grateful for you
In fact, baby, just forget all the rants I just gave
I’ve drawn up your bath, let’s go relax
Your game is about to come on
And we don’t want your beer to get cold

Thankful....yeah really

I’m thankful for you
Telling me what to do
Who knew without you I could tie my shoes

I’m thankful for men
Don’t do what they should
Who knew I should reward you for saying hello

I’m thankful for shoes
That last till it rains
Who knew the ones from the dollar store used glue

I’m thankful for friends
Who listen with deaf ears
Who knew not every stranger is friend not met yet

I’m thankful for family
Who call once a year
Who knew that one call would be for a loan

I’m thankful for food
That don’t turn out right
Who knew that food poisoning was a quick way to shed pounds

I’m thankful for romance novels
That leaves me with envy
Who knew that no man can live up to those written fantasies

I’m thankful for days off
To run my home errands
Who knew the house wouldn’t eventually clean itself

I’m thankful for new cars
And high interest loans
Who knew that it was investment to buy a luxury ride

I’m thankful for me
And all that I do
Who new I’m the best the that would happen to you

Post Thanksgiving

Twas the hour after meal on Thanksgiving Day
Nobody was stirring and ev’n the dog lay
The ‘aitis had got them like food always do
But everyone knew soon the party would ensue

The men on the couches worshipped the big screen
Inside the kitchen, the kids made things clean
Some moms with the men tried to follow the game
But waking at 4 really put out their flame

Then children were locked up in a room upstairs
And all of their parents they were all downstairs
No kid would dare peek out or sneak out in coyness
For fear of back hand slaps for minding grown folks bidness

Out came Dominos and Spades to be played
Some sipped on eggnog or mixed drinks homemade
The sales ads were scoped for Black Friday deals
To the kitchen some went for repeat of the meals

Then came the morning or more like midnight
When mama and aunty prepared for the fight
They mapped out the setup of stores they would see
Wal-Mart at midnight, then Target by three

Now Robert, Jamilliah, now Damon and Aimee
On Raven, Anita, on Garrett and Amy
To the store at the mall, to the front of the line
Now push away, push away, this is all mine!

With car full of toys, ‘lectronics and clothing
Fatigued to boot from all of bargaining
We checked out storefronts and many displays
Oh yes, it’s official, it’s now the Holidays

Monday, September 13, 2010

Read

Tear apart these words
That I place on paper
For your perusal
Tell me that you read what
I want you to see
That the depths of emotions
Are expressed in the ways
I feel them in my bones

Break apart the syllables
Use the punctuations to
Pause where I lingered
For understanding in my
Struggle to express the
Intensity of what I felt
As I penned the verses
Spilling from within

Rearrange the stanzas
And scramble the letters
To formulated new words
Of wisdom for generations
Bringing forth character
Revelation and or destruction
Read between the lines
Of BS and tell me
What you really see

Keyboard Courage

When there’s a person that you like and your tongue can’t form the words
And body starts to sweat and your hands just want to shake
And you can’t be face to face
You need keyboard courage

When your friend needs to be told something they should really hear
That they’re making a mistake and their partner is an ass
And you know they gonna lash
You need keyboard courage

When your partner’s gotta go and they hurt with words or brawn
And you know they can persuade and you got no power of will
And you know you can’t say no
You need keyboard courage

When you're angry with your life or your boss or hate your job
When you purchase something good that turns out to be a dud
When you wait in line a while and cut off by a new formed line
You need keyboard courage

Keyboard courage, helping the multitude to overcome the fear of forming word instantly
Giving the user the confidence to formulate written defenses that could
Impact the receiver in ways that could never be accomplished orally
Not only for those you know, but can be directed at the general public
Texts, emails, letters, bloooooooooogs
Keyboard courage, especially heightened with a dose of liquid courage

Friday, September 10, 2010

SBPF ISO SM for FWB agreement

Single black professional female
In search of single male
For friends with benefits agreement
Benefits of my choosing
If interested, please proceed

I seek a man of character and intelligence
To fulfill my need for conversation
Between the evening hours of 5 and 11
To stimulate my mind and be visually pleasing to my eyes

I seek a man of strength with handyman skills
To paint my deck, take out the trash and clean after I cook
A man to decorate my arms at events
Where family and friends expect one to be paired

I seek a man unafraid of horror flix
A cuddler to hold me when the storms are scary
A masseuse for those nights when I just too sore
A fighter to protect me ‘cause my friends know I don’t fight

I seek a prime specimen to entertain me at my will
To be my friend and confident
To not expect any sex
Oops, sounds like a different ad

Single Black Professional Female
In search of a husband.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Get off me

Get off me
No! I’m not married and
There’s no special guy in my life
And there aren’t kids
But what does this wedding right now
That we’re here celebrating and enjoying
Has to do with my single existence

No I’m not next
Don’t toss me the dang bouquet
No don’t mail it to me either
I’ve caught 3 of the bloody things and
They just wither and die or collect dust
And yes I’m still picky cause I standards

Oh you getting married?
And you want me to be in it?
And wear that uncomfortable dress
And spend hundreds of dollars just to watch
Blow away a few thousands that you
Could be investing

Oh a baby, another one
I’m so freaking, gosh darn happy for you
I’m getting started on the blanket right away
And ooh and shower must be had
I just hope you know we’re in a recession
And I’m done buying birthday presents

You think I’m bitter
Noooooo, me, I’m happy for you
I just want you to stay out of my darn business
Stop telling me what to do
Stop asking me about my relationships
Right now I’m just gonna do me

The other, other woman

What do you expect when you began as the other woman
He was taken when you stepped in
Accepting to believe that he was leaving
That the feelings were ceasing
That the love making was ending
Between them…

What do you expect when you stayed on as the other woman
He knows what he can get away with
You must not have gotten the memo
That sex with the ex is best
That what goes around comes around
You know Karma…

What do you expect when you become his woman
He was once a cheater
Don’t you know that it’s hard to change
That you might not have been the only
That now you have to wonder of his whereabouts
Wondering about the other, other woman…

Restricted Access - Haiku

“Restricted Access”
Tattooed on my inner thighs
Reminder: “Say No”