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I host a Poetry open mic show on SOUL CITY RADIO (click here to visit---> http://www.BlogTalkRadio.com/soulcityradio ) I am asking for your support we air each and every Sunday at 8pm eastern. It's a love jones kinda feel....play us in the background as you fbook myspace twitter, surf etc or even while you are........ahem, okay so i hope that you come out in numbers also please invite your friends!

(just a little poem after musing to the Love Jones soundtrack)



what is time in the light of love
who can clock it's meaning
its strength
its sovereignty

he's

too young
too old
too troubled
too early
too late
too fat
too thin
too feminine
too far
too thuggish
too cocky
too shy
too corny
too broken
too broke

judgments --- mere speed bumps on a highway to happiness


if you can fall out of it ---was it ever there?
if you can remember it being there then why wont you admit it never left

love is bigger than our ideals
bigger than the primitive nature of our thought processes

love is the question and the answer
love is the before and the after
love is
love is
love is

LOVE.

Christiana Rants..

Christiana Rants..

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swann song

a decade ago
you just got "out"
filled with ambition
focused on your success mission
spoked to me openly
as though i was your living diary
i cherished those things you shared with me
you opened my eyes
to the woman i'd hoped to be
we never defined what we had did we?
we were just glad to be in the vicinity
of each others reality...
telling you that the sex was great
would be so under-rated
cuz you and i both know it was
far worse then x-rated
we spent the bulk of our time butt nekkid
never in the bedroom-- that was over-rated
we used the perishables in the fridge and
covered important parts and licked off every smidge
the eating didnt end when the food was gone
only comin up for air to hit the bong
you stood before me
with nothing on
just you
and all your glory
caramel skin
sexy slick half grin
after 5 shadowin
on a frame that was thin
bowlegged you were a sexy sight to me
damn it looked like your dick could reach your knees...i
couldn't help staring
or wonder if you were caring
how much i worshiped your being
not just for the way you grabbed me firmly
gripped my hips and fuck me deep stroking me...slowly
licked and sucked my lips (all of them)
cuming until i had no feelin
only enticing my inner raunchy slut
I'd stay on my knees to lick and suck
until my mouth was filled with your nut.
and when i bent over to zip up my boots that were black
you would grab your johnson and tell me to stay like that
and even if i was late my panties would drop to the ground
up against the door standing up we'd go another round
we were so good together
but
that didnt last forever
someone changed the record and it was you and her
i aint mad if she makes you happier
as a matter of fact i encouraged you to marry her
she was carrying your little one
so this ride had to be done-- right?
still--wishing we could turn back the clock
and instead i'd yell out STOP!!!
so it could've been me
the one you'd marry
the one to carry
not just your child but every tear
every doubt every fear
all those lonely nights i would carry those too
i'd be the one to wipe your ass if you ever lost the ability to
you see i loved you like i love myself
not because of your whip, status or wealth
i was into the very purpose and meaning of you
all you had to do was call...
i loved you flaws and all
and-- even though you didnt ask -you know I DO
because you motivate me
awakened a sense of CAN DO in me
I just can't find wrong in you and me
tried to move on, but your memory wouldnt let me
no matter who he was, he wasnt my baby
i know what we had was history
i just had to share with you
just how much you meant to me...

Remembering Marlon

when i was just 15
i fell in love with this guy i'd seen
my heart would melt
from the way he smelled
thoughts of his smile
would run for miles and miles
through my mind
there was not a passing moment where i wouldn't be dreaming of us
but
my thoughts were that i repulsed
and disgust him
that
he was not interested
not even a little bit
because
i studied my imperfections
one by one
naming them the reasons for our missed connections
for days and days i analyzed
the err of my ways until i realized
i just wasnt good enough
staring in the mirror
at the one who always gave up
thinking
he would say hello
out of obligation
then quickly redirect his attention
to her or his homie
why
wont
he
just
love
me?
i sat sadly alone
not a queen on her throne
i
was
a
pitiful little girl who needed validation
to be held
because "attention" seemed to always be on vacation
i needed to feel included because
i was so sick
of my
self-imposed
annihilation
that was me as a child
you would think i'd grow out of it after a while
but you see
i grew accustomed to hating me
i was the best at it baby!
You are so pretty he'd say, with good intent
and even though it was a compliment
i was overcome with resentment
but say
thank you
followed by
why (if he only knew) he wouldnt be saying it
you are so nice she'd say meaning no arm
but i could feel goose bumps rising on my arm
but say
thank you
followed by
reasons i am not -- knowing she meant no harm...
like the directions on the back of a shampoo bottle
i ran threw most of my life full throttle
washing away the love i was given
rinsing away my chances of really living
re-applying self-pity by the gallon
lathering until the self-hatred stung
washing, lathering, rinsing and repeating
then i'd blame the world for this beating

smile he said with a smile
i
tried
but
quickly i digressed
i
cant
i said
my life is one big mess
i
have
nobody
i said
the ones i do have i regret
but
as
i
spoke the words he stopped me
and said this world wouldn't be with out me
just keep smiling
thinking
positively
stop thinking youre ugly
when deep down
you know you are
LOVELY
lovely because you are passionate
passionate about the world and those in it
in it because you never gave up
up because you can't be kept down
down because you are real
real as nature itself
I know his soul rests in peace
cuz i'm living with the ease
of knowing every word he spoke
left my spirit awoke
to the preciousness of life
many will approach me in strife
still, i am gonna be alright
keep fighting the good fight
he showed me my smile was cryptonite

rest in peace my dear dear sweet marlon!
(always your "escalade")

an Epitaph from me...for MJ

Here lies, Michael Joseph Jackson the greatest artist to rise
from a small child he had stars in his eyes
now he is the reason today's stars rise
forever you will find him twinkling in his fans eyes....

1958-2009

<3 and finally PEACE...