Take Me Dancing Can we meet at an outside festival or at a place that has a dance floor? Can we let the drums and music move us or have the DJ play our song once more? I don’t wish to walk, talk, nor hold hands. A sister would simply like to dance. Can we wind and grind like we lost our minds? Lose ourselves in the music and … Continue reading Take Me Dancing
When I was young; you couldn’t tell me this song wasn’t written just for me…. “Bamboo earrings… At least two pair A Fendi bag and a bad attitude… That’s all I need to get me in a good mood” Continue reading Old Skool Thursday
I see you from a far, I smile. I adjust my head to fall into your chest. A hug so easy and right. Being this close, I am forced to acknowledge your heartbeat. This much is true, I’ve been waiting for an excuse to be here with you. Yes, I know it has been way too long, for me to recall so much detail of your touch. As I slowly remove my head from your chest. I look up to be greeted by those beautiful brown eyes. Not to mention your scent is heavenly, just as I remember. I attempt … Continue reading Chance Encounter
Picking Up The Pieces I looked in those big brown eyes, they were just so beautiful! The hands that you placed over mine showed me you were a man. I believed every word you spoke; you were really that fine. Told stories to my friends about how you made me feel just by being around. It may have sound like bragging but that was never my intent. I really just couldn’t help myself; in my heart I just knew that I would always be your girl. I looked at your smile. It was so full, but it fooled us all. … Continue reading Picking Up The Pieces
Today at the Tribeca Film Festival I had the opportunity to see Michael Rapaport put together a great documentary on one of my favorite hip hop groups. So today’s Old Skool Hip hop is from A Tribe Called Quest…… “Had no destination, we was on a quest” Continue reading Old Skool Thursday
You stand still I turn to catch a glimpse Aware of this motionless moment Reality, now seems to be a word I can’t begin to understand Our timing, always off just as I feared; What more is there for us to do? I tell you what I can’t afford. Is another broken heart. Your silence Tells me you recognize the truth. You don’t want to be the cause Of my broken heart. You stand still As if you have no idea What move to make next? I turn to catch a glimpse. you walk away; Finally, Movement. Continue reading Still
Why not a good bedtime story to start off Radiant Sunshine’s Old Skool Thursdays!!! Continue reading Old Skool Thursday
Professionally I have had a million different titles; supportive this, counselor or therapist of that, supervisor of so and so, facilitator or instructor of this or that group and the list goes on. However, no professional title has been more important to me then the title Social Worker. That’s right, no matter what people title me, I Am a Social Worker! And that is enough to be proud of, if done with love. Every now and then something or someone reminds me of why I am so proud to be a Social Worker. Today I had plenty of reasons, but … Continue reading Proud to be a Social Worker!!!!
You lay on my breast as if safety lies between the right and the left You have laid here long enough; my heart beat can’t save you from this world I hold my breath as you remove yourself; if I don’t let you go; who will… The world is not the same without me knowing your plans I can’t breathe but I know you must go and live but remember to rest when you can and if you need, I will be right here.. Continue reading A Mother’s Place
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